As she wrote there weretears. Tears of joy from knowing she knew about true pure love. Tears ofpain from knowing that one day she would be without tha... true pure love.Tears of fear that she might never be able to find that true pure loveagain. Tears of perseverance knowing that she will not settle foranything other than true pure love. Then more tears of joy knowing shehad something special with Luke. That the good of having him in her lifenow will echo in the valley of her life from this. Who confesses to a murder then claims they don't remember? There's definitely something funny going on here." I see David nod before he asks "so what do we do?" "we do what we're being paid to do. Find out what happened." I reply. "And if it turns out to be an open and shut case?" Asks David. "Then at the very least we can fill in some blanks for Mr. Bishop. But he mentioned seeing a man slapping a girl in the alley." I say thinking. "You think it's connected?" "Possibly. Do you remember that. It was molten hot to the touch. My heartbeat was ringing loudly in my ears. Slowly, I moved up and down causing the cock to twitch and spasm against the simulation. Ruby bit her lower lip, her eyes were closed tight. I wasn’t sure how to do it correctly, so I imagined doing it as if I was doing it to myself.Ruby had one hand over her face, as if to mask her modesty. Her other hand gripped the towel covering her chest.She was moaning out loudly now, getting used to me pleasuring her. Her cries. “We’re both here darling!”“What? Just the two of us?”“How many people do you think we’re going to get on that plane Sarah? It only takes a maximum of four passengers and the crew.”“You mean we’ve got a whole plane to ourselves?”“What did you expect us to do? Ride economy on Easy Jet or Ryanair or something? It’s a private chartered business jet honey. We’re not mingling with the riff-raff today. Now stop gawping and get aboard!”The stewardess led them aboard by way of a small ladder and into a.