I was kneading her huge melons and she would moan each time. She got up and got her neatly shaved vagina near my face, I slowly spit on her vagina and...started long licks from tip to bottom. She would shiver each time I run my tongue, Now I parted her outer walls and put my tongue tip inside her wet, smelly pussy. She held my hair and pushed my face with the thrust my tongue was inside and rattling like a snake. She was moaning, screaming my name and asking me harder, do it harder, that long. Angela sat his shoes over near the door and said, ‘Okay, well, there’s pretty much everything most patients need to relax: pillows, stuffed animals, slippers…oh, yes, and here’s a sleep mask. Please go ahead and put that on, to minimize any light sneaking in and disturbing your sleep,’ she handed it to him. ‘Do you want some pajamas?’ ‘Oh, no, thanks,’ he politely declined. ‘I never wear pajamas.’ ‘Very well. Go ahead and set yourself up then, get comfy, take as many pillows as you like,’ she. Or thought he knew. He tried to convince himself that cars caught on fire all the time. There was only circumstantial evidence that the dead man was her rapist at all. Even the fact that there had been no more rapes with that modus operandi didn't prove anything. Like Lacey, no one had come forward to ask where their son, or brother, or father, or husband was. The crispy critter, still unidentified, was still on a slab, but was scheduled to be put in a plain, unmarked box and buried in the. ‘Tell me.’ I said. ‘Tell me—you have never been with a woman before?’ ‘No, Sir. Never.’ ‘Never tasted pussy?’ ‘N… n… n… no sir.’ ‘In fact before today, I don’t think a woman has ever tasted your pussy. Is that right?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ Rachel seemed to be blushing. ‘I think you have lead quite a sheltered life, haven’t you?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘But you have just had a taste of something else… something more.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I turned to Anya. ‘You have done very well, my dear. And now you should have your.