With the pictures I took inside and the ones I took in the alley I had nearly two hundred pictures. A lot of those would probably not turn out. But a ...lot of them would. It was a pretty dependable little camera.I looked around for something to clean her off with. My conscience finally kicked in and I knew that I couldn't leave her here like this. But I didn't want her sitting in my car with all of that cum leaking out of her, either.I was going to use her panties to wipe that crap off of her. Sometimes I'll stand up next to the glass and run my hands all over my body for my car bound audience. I've even gone so far as to go downstairs and walk out to my car and back without getting dressed, but only when it's not to chilly out. Occasionally I roll my chair up to the glass, lean back, close my eyes, and start caressing my breasts and nipples. I work my way down to my already moist pussy and start rubbing my clit, before I slide a couple fingers into my hot little box and bring myself. A couple of tugs on the right andthen a couple of tugs on the left bring her shoulders flat to the ottoman andher torso back as far as possible, I secure the ropes with a good solid knot.Her shoulders are on the ottoman, but her head hangs down. This allows me touse her mouth as I desire, and her ass is high with both holes exposed for use. The ottoman has wheels, allowing me to spin her around asdesired. I take a seat in the chair adjacent to the ottoman and spin her aroundso she is facing me.. That's when she saw him looking at her from the house next door. His eyes wandered from her supple breast, to her very thin waist, down to her attractive hips and to her lovely behind.Carla walked towards the man; she could see his long black hair lying across his shoulders. And she looked at his masculine face she could tell he was in his early forties. From the looks of his powerful shoulders, his very thick chest and strong arms, she could tell he love to exercise."Hello there." Carla said.