They all talked for a little bit and decided to go out for dinner. Conversation around the table is nothing unusual, just small talk between bites. Jo...n can’t help but notice the flirtatious looks Kenny sends his way when Lacy isn't watching. He tries his best to avoid her, but it’s too much. His mind wonders about earlier that afternoon. He needs to have her again. The rest of the night is pretty boring. After dinner the three of them head home and watch TV for a bit. Lacy is already. “Liver temp confirms our vic’s time of death to be about 2:00 AM,” she says, putting the thermometer into a sterile bag to be cleaned later. “We’ll need to tag her, bag her, and get her down to the morgue to find out anything more.” Reaching back into her bag, she removes a white cardboard toe tag and, with the driver’s license laying on the table next to her, uses it to fill out some basic information:Name: Saema MarkalGender: FemaleRace: CaucasionDOB: 12/March/1990DOD: 2/July/2015Suspected. The cook was asked to prepare tea and snacks and he went to kitchen. While I was sitting in the living room with the manager and discussing about the project, a good looking young lady wearing a light pink silk saree came down from the upper floor and wished me good after noon.She was a good looking around 5’2” tall with an average figure. She was introduced by the manager as Nivedita. The manager told me that she would be taking care of my needs during my stay and if I want she would be. I practiced my breathing as he had taught me to help prolong the feeling. Jim remained behind me with his cock deep inside. I felt it throb a few more times, then it began softening and he slowly pulled out. Now I was ready for him to fuck my wet needy pussy. I needed to be fucked so badly now that I was almost crazy with desire. I wanted to cum, cum, cum as I had never cum before and I knew that Jim could do it almost with a snap of his fingers. I waited, still bent over for my next.