"Isn't there someway ... is there anything I can do..." Heather begged and she didn't know it but she'd said the magic words. May Ellen felt her pussy... twitch rather violently as the situation unfolded."What would you be willing to do?" she asked the prisoner who had stopped crying now that there seemed to be some hope."Anything ... I'd be willing to do anything you want!" missus Logan really had no idea what she might be agreeing to."So if I was to ask you to take off your coverall for me you'd. Yes, the sound is still there, but I know with a sense of dread that it will surely stop.There ... it stops quite suddenly. Not as if they were too far away to be heard, but as if, and only as if, he had stopped rowing. I know without a doubt what that means. He is running his hands up and down my love's back and sides, echoing the way she has been rubbing her hands on his thighs. Why had she been taunting him so? She must have known it would drive him insane.How could I have let this happen?. Carlton's movements even began to slow as I could actually feel him getting close. My clit was pounding against him every time he sank deeper into me. I began to breathe deeper and quicker as my climax sprang forth. Carlton was almost at a snail's pace as he began to let his spasm fill his manhood in my womanhood. I felt him get even harder as he entered the point of no return. I felt little bursting spasms happen and slowly leak all over Carlton's now throbbing cock inside me. We were about to. There,instead of the boy things he had expected to find, he saw an assortmentof dresses, skirts, tops, shorts, capris, and jeans with designs on theback pockets.On the shelves, he found at least twenty pairs of shoes, differentstyles and colors. "Where are my things, how did all this get here, andwhy so many pairs of shoes?" he wondered.He had another idea. Going to the chest of drawers, he was about to openone of them when he noticed a box on top. It stood about ten incheshigh, was about six.