I don’t wanna give us away just yet,” Drew said as he pulled up a camera app on the IPAD.“Shit dude, you put cameras in the bathroom? How did ...you…”Brad was cut off as he saw April on the tablet quickly pulling off her shirt and bra to examine her breasts.-----April pulled off her shirt and bra in front of the bathroom mirror and stared in stunned silence as her nipples continued to move on their own.“Wha… what the fuck?!” She exclaimed. She tried to pinch them and hold them still, but. I move closer to my orgasm, but I still cannot make it happen. It is edging me. Perhaps unknowingly, it is at the perfect speed to not allow me to cum. I moan loudly, but I am frustrated. I want it to let me cum. I want it to just take me and make me shake in my restraints. I want to squirt so hard that all of Brian’s seed leaves my pussy. But this faceless machine won’t allow me the satisfaction. Is it foolish to get angry at a machine? I think it is, but this machine is not making it easy for. And you know that because... ?" I'm the one who got them out of the car." Thank you." No. Don't thank me. I don't do it for gratitude. I don't do it for any kind of reward." Then why?" Because I can. It's as simple as that. I believe in doing what you can to help. I can, so I do. That's all. I don't want publicity. I certainly don't want fame. I learned very early on that the only thing I can get from doing this that is of any value to me at all is the knowledge that I did what I could. So save. If he'd been there I would have had him tied up on a chair so he could watch but not touch himself, and I know this would have made his cock throb and pulse and dance while he watched, and that would make me hotter and hornier knowing I was driving him totally crazy with my slutty antics. The heat from my pussy and the overwhelming wetness would have been thrust in my husband's face in between fucks, and when I'd made some of the guys cum all over my face or in my mouth and over my tits I would.