Thats when I was kinda feaked when he took his left foot and slid in so far under the stall side that it hit my right foot. He then stuck a couple of ...fingers in the glory hole. I really didn't know what to do at that point and I figured that it was some kind of signal or something that guys used. I was really nervous and was almost trembling, not knowing how or if I should respond. I took my right foot and ran it along side of his and then I guess that was the clue because I saw him peek in the. “I still have the pictures they sent me of my dead Sons. If you have something to view them on, I’ll show them to you,” I told him.“How do I know that this won’t notify the cops?” he asked.“It will be your device. I’m sure you can keep it from making any outside connections,” I told him. He pressed a button on the table, and one of his men appeared a short time later. I had canceled the silence spell.“Bring me that laptop with the busted Wi-Fi,” he told him. The man reappeared several minutes. I was so wet he sunk two fingers in me at once. I let out a low moan."Are you OK?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?" I don't want to stop until I go a little further," How about you Mike, can you go a little bit further?" Yea, mom. I can go a lot. Not wanting childrenmeant there was no pressure to find a man before a certain age, so shehad no worries. She was what she liked to call content, and didn'tbelieve people who said they were blissfully happy all the time. Contentwas enough for her, but some extra excitement and fun on top of thatwould be the icing on the cake.Gerry had looked huge in the video, and she could feel herself gettingwet at the thought of him. Suddenly focusing her attention as she almostdrifted off to sleep she.