‘Marri, where is my hand?’ ‘What?’ ‘Where is my hand?’ ‘On… On my crotch.’ He bit my nipple lightly. It didn’t exactly hurt, but i... got my attention. ‘Remember, dirty words,’ he admonished. ‘Think with them. Men are paying good money for an erotic experience. Think dirty and you’ll talk dirty.’ As he spoke, he slid his finger inside of me. He pushed it in and out gently and asked again, ‘Where is my hand?’ ‘In… In my dripping wet pussy,’ I answered. It was hard to concentrate while he was. The tape was still in the camera, so i got up and hooked the camera to the tape machine and turned it on and dove back into the bed. The tape started and i could see that it was shooting the wall in Cindys room. I was picked up and the picture panned over the room, coming to rest on the bed. There sleeping on her back was Leslie, the camera got closer. The only light in the room was the bedside lamp, but it shown dirsctly over Leslie, so there was very little shadow. Cindys hand reached out and. More

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