I could only writhe helplessly as she tormented me, rubbing enough to make me so desperate but not letting me come. Soon the donations hit the next ma...k, which meant the briefs came off. A fact that she gleefully conveyed to me.She loosened the bows at each side, pulling the thin fabric up high until it was tight between my pussy lips, like a reverse wedgie, then sliding it back and forth, rubbing hard against my clit until I was squirming helplessly for her, then sliding it off me with. One of them seems to be a bit more mature than the others and is evidently not quite comfortable with the level of noise her friends are emitting. She looks slightly older than the rest -- although that might just be due to the fact that she's the only one NOT in fits of laughter from inane comments -- and has very long, straight, maroon hair and green eyes, which she keeps rolling whenever her friends shriek at a particularly unfunny joke. On the other end of the spectrum is what can only be. They were dark and tasty. She was going crazy but was conscious. I wanted to waste no time. I begged her to suck me but she refuse as it may mess up and its function time. She did not listen to me and was leaving. I just wanted her to jerk me off and I made her stroke me till I jerk. She was OK with it and held my dick softly and was doing it soft and slowly. My balls started filling up and I was almost at climax. I don’t want any more play and just wanted to cum. I held her hands and shooted. ”“Daddy, you really didn’t shoot him?” KJ said in a sobbing whisper.“No baby, I didn’t. I might have, but I didn’t.”“Dad, did you see Sasha?”“No Jason, I didn’t. The house was blocked off by the police.”“What are we going to do, Daddy?”“What do you mean, Barb?”“Sasha is going to make everyone think that we had something to do with her dad getting killed.”“Well, we didn’t have anything to do with it,” I said trying to sooth my youngest child’s nerves.“But I did,” Karen said from behind me oat.