I slowly move my lips to hers, and ever so softly touch her lips with mine. There is little moisture and I quietly move my lips around hers. I move sl...wly to her cheek and rub my lips on her skin so softly, not kissing just feeling her face with my lips. Our eyes stay locked and her eyes are brighter than the sun. I position my lips over one of her eyes and feel her sensual eyelashes tickle my lip, now her eyebrow. As my nose collects the fragrance of her hair, my lips travel onto her forehead,. Then there was just one long moan interrupted only by gasps for air. “Suck it. Suck my clit.” It was both a plea and a directive; an expressed desire and a command. There was desperation, anxiety and arousal in her voice. I sucked Sarah’s clit into my mouth and ran my tongue over and around the distended nub. She reached out and clutched the bed sheets once again, grunting and moaning. Using my tongue, I pushed her inflamed clit in and out between my lips, as Sarah’s body shivered and. Those who were closest by had begun to howl like Jake Eberle when they first heard her confession, but they'd caught on right away. Those away from the game kept up their conversations until it became clear to them that something momentous was happening over by the fireplace. All ultimately turned to stare. Margaret was the center of the world. No one spoke. Even Jake was paying attention."Would you explain?" It was Anthony. He was no longer being Tony. He sounded sober, quiet, thoughtful, not. I've gotten really attached to being able to just sit and talk to her. It really helps when there is a lot going on. I think that may be very important in the near future."That got their attention."What do you mean?" Mom asked."Well, this is going to sound strange, I probably shouldn't say anything as it's an active investigation but then, I'm not an officer of any kind so it's not like they could do anything to me. The killer is most likely stalking his next victim as we speak. The girls have.