I wanted to lick off some of the pre-cum I saw dripping from the tip of his cock. I didn't want any to go to waste. Those balls were big, but I wanted...every drop of my husband's cum in me that I could get. I knew from sucking Brett's cock, every day, that a man loves it when a girl swallows his cum. So, I knew that if Ben saw me lick the cum off of the head of his dick it would really turn my "hubby" on for me. The things that we wives will do for our husband's cocks, even letting them put. She bucked her hips up in the air and moaned each time my finger rubbed against her. “I don’t know if my dick will fit in this thing Momma, it’s much too tight.”Momma gave me a wicked smile. “Just push that finger in her and give it a good stretch.”Grace moaned out at just the idea of my finger entering her. That sounded like a Yes to me and I slowly nudged one through the hole. My fingers were long and skinny, so it went in easier than I expected. Our little girl really went wild then. I kept. He was also quite barking mad, a sick but dangerous preditor who had kidnapped, raped and murdered at least two dozen young women over many years. This case was going to earn him a citation and maybe even a promotion."Oh, Yes, yes, yes, indeed! They all had a fascinating way about them; that certain gaze in their eye! They wanted me to collect them! To keep them save and protected!" The earnest short man declared sincerely."Protected ... you say? You kidnapped twenty-three women that we know of. And what do you think they would want us to do?" Anne continued.I thought for a moment putting myself in the place of this virtual voyeur we were imagining. "I think they would want to see more." I said."So why not please our imaginary friend?" Anne answered, then continued, "strip yourself off Mary!" What totally? Out here?" I exclaimed.Anne, remaining totally cool, simply said gently, "Yes Mary, totally naked, right here and now!"I recognised Anne's tone and knew it was how she spoke when.