Stay and investigate... Ms. Drew.

You lean down; whispering in Nancy's ear, "I think we'd better stay and investigate. This might be an important clue."

Nancy only nods and answers, "Uh-huh."

Your pants are becoming way too tight now, both from the show and from the teenage detective currently grinding her soft ass into your bulge (is she doing that on purpose now?)

Mr. Kamp grunts down at the tiny little girl under him as he smacks her ass and yanks her head back by her hair, "Are you gonna be a good girl, Emma?!"

Almost without thinking, one of your hands moves down to your fly, quickly and quietly undoing the button and unzipping the zipper. You somehow manage to do this without Nancy taking any notice, her ass still pushing back without the teenage detective even realizing what’s going on.

The girl squeals as Mr. Kamp smacks her ass. She looks back at him; her back arching as she pants out, "Uhhh yesssss, sir!"

You fish your full erection out of your boxers, feeling much, much better now that that python is comfortably out of hiding. Your fist is balled around the member, pumping it from base to tip while you look down at Nancy’s wiggling hips, her skirt hiked up to show off her panties – if you can even call them that – framing her shapely behind. You can see some sort of liquid glistening on her inner thighs (and you don’t have to be a teenage detective to figure out what that is).

"I can't hear you, Emma!" Mr. Kamp growls with a smirk on his face as he brings his hand back down on her exposed ass.

It’s too much for you to resist, Nancy Drew absent-mindedly presenting herself to you and your throbbing horse cock. You quickly reach forward with your free hand, the other holding up your cock while you pull Nancy’s thong panties to the side.

“Mr. Doe, what are you – ahhhhhhhhhh!” Nancy can’t finish her question, too busy letting out a less-than-subtle moan as you arch your hips forward, thrusting that painfully swollen member between her tight pussy lips, forcing her to take it up to the hilt as she moans, “Oh my God!”

Emma whimpers and moans out louder, "Yes sir! I'll be good! I'll be a good little girl, Daddy!"

You have Nancy moaning in no time, in such a way as to rival the moans of Emma as you and Mr. Kamp pound your respective partners. You tear Nancy’s pussy apart, your thick cock spreading those pink pussy lips nice and wide while it dislodges some of Ms. Drew’s feminine juices down her inner thighs.

You get a little braver and start to taunt her, “You like that, you little slut detective?”

She responds in turn, too lost in pleasure to care, “Oh, God, yes, Mr. Doe, fuck my pussy hard, sir!”

Emma moans, "Ohhh yeah! Fuck your little girl!"

This is amazing; you go from writing about Ms. Drew to fucking her hard while she’s not more than a hundred yards away from the person she’s supposed to be meeting with. It’s enough to make you feel like you’re going to come soon. The question is: where will Ms. Drew be receiving your seed?