I felt a little trickle run from my pussy and make its way down the inside of my thigh."How long will hubby be away?" the guy sneeringly asked.I didn'... answer immediately, thinking of how my husband would be outside and wondering what was happening.The guy must have thought that I was reticent because of being scared. He laughed, not expecting any answer, or perhaps expecting an untruthful answer that my husband would be back at any minute. I surprised him by saying, in a tiny voice that came. "Yes, I expect you would be surprised. What happened to him, to Sparks?" Somebody killed him, with a knife, evidently robbed him too." And how or why were you involved, Alex?"Beall explained about visiting the constable and discussing the similarities and possible relationships of the Clagett and Miller killings and then told his wife about the discovery of Sparks' body. He did not tell of the emasculation. His wife shared her idea that the McNishes might have been involved especially since one. ”Clara made a playfully insulted face. “I’m sorry? What did you say?”“Oh, nothing.”“Mhm, smart choice.”Not waiting any longer seemed like a smart choice as well and his fingers moved to open the buttons of her blouse. There was just no way to get tired of that moment of excitement when bare skin became visible, no comparison to the feel of breasts with hard nipples and the joy of sending clothes on a journey towards the floor. Her pants looked just as good down on the floor as they had on her,. "Well, you little slut, if you wanna cum, you'll make yourself cum, you've gotta work for it. There you go, feel free to use my foot, you dirty whore." Without hesitation she edged forward on her knees until His foot was right between her legs. She lowered her pussy onto His shoe and felt the pressure of the tip of His foot on her cunt through her soaked panties. "Mmm...." she moaned, moving into place to feel His foot on her clit. What a sight she must have made! He was leaning back in His.