To torture her further, I applied a vibrator to it;moving it around and removing it when I felt she was close to orgasm.This I continued for some time...; until she was in sexual agony from orgasmdenial. To humiliate her further, I lowered her tight, blue panties andexposed her erect and swollen shecock, and began to touch it and cup hertgurl testicles."MMMppphhh!" You want to cum, don't you, sweetheart?" MMMppphhh!" Whitney screamed through her gag and pleaded with her eyesas she nodded her head. It wasn’t the same as being there with Veronica, as smelling her perfume or feeling the touch of her arms around my neck or her lips against mine. But it was a whole lot better than a lonely motel room by myself, and by the end of our talk I’d perked up just enough, thinking I’d head back to my Denny’s diner, to eat and just be around people.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The next few days followed a similar pattern. I was officially on annual leave, but I tried to do a little. “Why do we fall for that stuff?” Christine asked her niece with a laugh as she leaned into the car to push the button to pop the trunk.“They were cute,” Becky responded with mock indignity.“Here you are,” Marie called as she exited the house with the alarmingly large box.“Just put it in the trunk. I’ll throw it in a river later. Do you need some help?”“I’ve got it,” Marie replied, and then deposited the box in the trunk. She mimed dusting off her hands after closing the trunk, and then. She had no real reason to leave the house, except to find a way to cool down. David had done things like this so often but why didn't it bother her before? Why was it bothering her now?She decided to go back in the house and grab a jacket from her room. Once up to her room she nearly tripped over David's gym bag. After kicking it across the room she opened it up. There was nothing in it except an unused towel. The clothes he had left the house with were on his body when he came home. Something.