Unable to control her desire any longer, she pulled her soft lips from his cock. Facing the man, she straddled his loins, locking her knees against hi... hips. With one hand on his shoulder, she grasped the base of his cockshaft with her other hand and slowly lowered her slippery pussy down toward his bloated cock-head."Shit, honey, that's a neat hard prick" she excitedly whispered, feeling the smooth warmth of his cockhead making contact with the slick hot flesh between her slippery. He stretched a few knots out of his muscles and thought of the preceding two days. In his logical, thorough manner, he reviewed the events -- there were now too many indicators that what happened to Janelle Delfin was not an accident. Witnesses had repeatedly and independently confirmed that there was an explosion before the train hit the car. Mike had requested a Tox screen for common sleeping drugs, knowing that Janelle would never take drugs herself, and would never, ever take drugs and then. Chris and I had been friends for a couple of years and, of course, my wife Linda and I had also become close to Rebecca, his wife of three years. Although both Rebecca, a tall, slim redhead and Linda, a petite brunette, were drop-dead gorgeous, there had never been anything more than the occasional flirting between Chris and Linda and me and Rebecca. That all began to change one morning in March.Since Chris and I worked quite near each other, we would share a ride to work and the usual pattern. We said hello to each other then he moved in and embraced me in a sexually fuelled hug before tilting my head up and kissing me deeply and passionately while letting his hands roam my body before they settled on my ass and began pinching and rubbing my ass while continuing to kiss me. He slowly slipped his hand under my dress and run his hand up to rub my pussy through my hot pants and g string. He slipped his hand up the leg of my hot pants and rubbed my pussy then slipped two fingers into the.