The bad news was the death of the old man. The Crime Scene Investigator gave Jackson the old man’s pocket contents when they took the body to the mo...gue. Not much in there: just a few notes, some coins, and some bills for his house over on Cedar Road. No driver’s license or other common forms of identification, not even a credit card or any bank details. The bills were in the name of Johnny Reb so the sheriff entered it into his computer and he got the expected results. No record in the state. MMAAAAAAAA... UUUUUMMM..." After some time she shouted, “OOHHH... RAVIII... I am Cumming.” I held her hands to her sides not allowing her to hold me. I repositioned her legs those were now on my shoulders, giving me a good fucking position. Her pussy was around my dick holding tightly; only the hips were coming into contact, her breasts wobbling up and down. The whole bed was oscillating. I was fucking her faster and faster. Now I was also screaming, “YES SHRIYA... I am also going to cum now. He's vulnerable atthe moment and if we play it slow and relaxed he will be none the wiserto my plan, no matter how obvious it is."She left the bedroom and entered the bathroom. The shower stopped almostimmediately. I waited patiently for 15-minutes, listening to mumblingfrom the bathroom. Pritty and Tyler joined me in the bedroom. We sat onthe bed with Tyler's naked body between Pritty and me. I handed out thebeers and we started drinking. Tyler seemed uncomfortable by my presenceand his. I figured ignore him and he’ll knock it off and pass out. So I pretended I was asleep and he continued to rub my legs farther and farther up. I continued my sleeping act hoping he would get the hint. Instead he shifted his body around and was now resting his head on my upper thigh. So I’m lying there with him rubbing my thigh and butt. I continued to stay quiet and just see where this was going. He began to kiss my upper thigh and rub over my pubic bone, his fingers slipped farther down till he.