I told him to go ahead and com on me, but not to do anything else. For now just cum on me. He didn't, Instead he pee'd on my ass and legs. I didn't... even object. It was warm and felt nice. When he stopped I got under the water and cleaned up. When I got out he asked if I was mad. I told him no that I was tired and he needed to stop playing around and just do it. he said one of these days depending on those booty pics and me staying over night, so he could have me alone. That sounded. " Interesting, though not unexpected. Does she ever, ummmm, participate?" Participate?" I asked. "What do you mean?"She opened and removed her frock with a flourish, tossing it aside aswell. Underneath it she wore a sexy French maid outfit, but with adelicious twist. Her ample tits were barely contained by the halter-style bra that tied in the front. The bra cups were split and her darknipples were nearly visible. The "skirt", if it could even be calledthat, was actually two separate. I took out the Nikon and checked to see what I had left on the roll and then I took the camera bag and ran up the stairs. I set the video camera up where it wouldn't be noticed and then I focused it in on the bed. At the last minute I remembered the little red light and I ran to the bathroom and got a Band-Aid to cover it.Five minutes later I heard the garage door opener start to run and I left the bedroom and moved to the head of the stairs and peeked around the corner. Amy came in and headed. Tom asked, "Now, how many men do you have, and where are they?" When Don Alverez just looked at him he slowly pulled his knife toward the opening between his first two fingers. He was sliding the blade against the bones of his hand. Don Alverez screamed as he slowly cut his way between the knuckles and his knife came free.Tom looked him in the eye and buried his knife in his hand again. "How many men do you have and where are they?" Don Alverez realized that this young man wouldn't stop until.