She smelled and tasted amazing and our tongues danced as we groped our hands all over each other. Sally's big firm tits were mashed into my chest and ... grabbed her firm bubble butt and pulled her close into me. My cock was rock hard and straining in my pants to escape. Sally broke the kiss, went down to her knees and started undoing my pants right there in my office. She said to me in a husky sexy voice, "I've been waiting for weeks to see this huge bulge in your pants and now I want it in my. ”I was about to say that I would go just in case it wasn‘t Peter when I heard Pat, “Fuck.”I got up and rushed to the door; Pat was standing there covering her tits with her hands. Old Norm from next door was there, grinning like a Cheshire cat.“Hi Norm,” I said trying to control myself and not laugh.I stood behind Pat, and put my arms around her. I took hold of her wrists and then tried to pull her hands down, but she resisted.“What sort of slut won’t even show her tits, and my wife wants to be. We did go out and she did wear her boots. She looked so sexy I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She said she had heard about this club down town. I hadn’t heard about it but I decided to let her take the lead. The place was garish and over the top. It was not your usual pub or restaurant. They food and drink, of course, but also a stage and poles. There was a woman dancing and swinging around a pole. It was “interesting”We ordered a meal and drinks. The meal finished we settled down with our. They hadn’t discovered any information leading back to her or the organization as usual and could only conclude that the murderer used a sword to do the damage and had taken a few pints of blood but they did not find any other puncture wounds indicating a needle. As they tried to uncover where the blood had gone to, Vixen soaked in a luxuriously expensive bathtub surrounded by candles and the lulling sounds of Matthew Bellany’s voice slurring out the lyrics of “Feeling Good” from the stereo as.