I have to admit, all day at work my cock was hard as a rock and I wanted this to be a very special night for Mandy, not just a fuck!I took the afterno...n off and went home and planned a nice supper and I purchased candles and several dozen red roses. I told Mandy to come over as soon as her parents left for the concert.I started making plans for the night and I cut the petals off all the roses and spread them on top of my bed, I set candles all around the room and then went to start. Yeah Donnie, I really am that kind of a girl. I don't believe in religion or Jesus, but I was fucking my guardian angel last night. and if you don't get scared and run out of the room, I'm going to use what I know to pleasure you. You don't have to count backward to try not to come to please me, but if you were in the frame of mind to eat me out like the sexy lover man I know you are, that would be just fine. I want to watch you jack it off, Donnie. Please don't put any more on your bedding. I. She used her fingers to draw a little smile on her lips to see if she could get him to crack a smile. It worked - he gave her a weak smile. She knelt down and crawled seductively towards him, stopping just shy of the edge of the stage and turning sideways to lower her chest to the stage and raise her ass high. Then she got to her feet and looked over her shoulder and she placed one hand, then the other on her ass cheek. She shot him a little wink and about that time her first song was done. She. “I recorded this and just began to watch it. Remember that Dan guy from Miami, who wrote that book about our ten missing girls and their murders?”“Yeah, you don’t have to fucking remind me again about Dan Davenport, and his fucking book! And it was made into a fucking movie too! ‘The Retrospective Murders,’ what the fucking hell kind of title is that?! I hate that fucker!”“I liked what the Miami Police named us, ‘The Anniversary Killers,’” Arnie boasted.“That asshole Davenport is getting.