Cross-referencing found that they seemed to have no case or issue in common and there was no apparent motive to link all of the murders together ... o...her than the greeting cards and the murder method with its sadistic, sexual overtones. Further checking found no deviant sexual behaviors noted and no scandals or reasons for blackmail.One thing Bahn did take note of; the regions of the murders went from west to east and ended in Montreal. If that pattern remained true, the next murder would take. It’s not alright with me! My thoughts never came out as words of course. The clock was ticking and I was running out of my patience. After about 15 minutes I saw what I was dying to see. Nathan was strolling through, his tall and slim body was so inviting and I loved his nerdy look. It was game time!I pretended not to see him and continued to shop about as he was replenishing the store displays. As soon as he got close, I pretended to reach for the top rack making a distinctive motion which. You want to fuck me?” I nodded. “Not much for words are you?” “I’m just speechless,” I responded. “Well lets give you something to talk about.” She quickly buried my cock in her mouth letting her tongue run over its head before she slid it out and stood. She stepped up on the sofa, placing a foot on each side of me. She gently pushed my head back against the sofa with her pussy inches from my face she said, “Lick my pussy until I come.” With that she pushed forward giving me full access to. She stood to the side while the two women of legend she had brought together gazed into the other’s eyes.Though it did not surprise her, Bethany was a little disappointed to discover that she was not blonde. As much as she wanted to join in, she refrained for the moment. Their conversation was a dance that Bethany was not versed in, and it was far to captivating to interrupt. Their words, their voices were… They themselves were beauty incarnate, and intertwined. Had the gods been given.