Becky, Gretchen, Chastity, or I have been here all the time. John has been by here a couple of times."When Mister Roberts shot you, Gretchen was charg...ng him. His second shot went into the air when she hit him. She hit him hard enough to break his neck. He's dead. She was never taken into custody though there might be some further investigation. The police will not charge her and the district attorney isn't inclined that way either. Jennifer came out also told the police what she saw. She heard. She moaned and purred each time his cock head slipped down her throat, the vibrations sent waves of pleasure through his cock and settling in his balls, churning the cum inside them, until it felt like hot lava rolled in his sacks. AHH fuck stop! Stop, Im about to cum in your mouth. He groaned out, his wife never let him cum in her mouth. He tried to pull her off, but she sucked harder. Swallowing hard causing her throat to constrict on his hot rod. This was too much. He couldnt hold on any. When his tongue finally contacted her labia, she went rigid, beginning to fall back onto the ice-cold desktop. Her face contorted, though with pain or joy it was difficult to tell, and she wove her fingers into his hair, begging for more. Her shivers were both from the cold desktop and from anticipation. Joe’s tongue had finally met Deb’s labia. Her willingness to enjoy cunnilingus didn’t surprise him, but her utter need for it did. She reclined on the cold desk & stiffened just as his tongue. "Double the bet huh? How many times have I asked you to turn off the computer?" "Oh you can't weasel out for something like that " "Oh I'm not. Those are interesting pictures from the christening" "OK, but what's that got to..." Deb froze. Her eyes darted back and forth. She clutched the paddle tight, "Ok, well, you took your seven, we'll just call it even." "You cheated, you little..." "No I didn't, not really. How could I? I would have doubled anyway" "Deborah, give me the paddle." She melted.