Remember your book..." I think you deserve a good hard spanking!" Do you? I don't... and now, tell me, now that you smell something: was it me who shi...ted in the stairhouse?" Judging by the smell? How should I tell? There, it smelled shitty, and your panties smell shitty. No idea if it's the same note, if you mean this." Maybe you have to get a better look and a better smell... I'll just lower my panties to."I gasped for air in astonishment - she was really going to show me her bare ass?She. As they both stood looking at the drier the air was electrifying.Slowly Donna moved towards Dave and said “I wasn’t thinking about money” as she rubbed the front of his trousers, gently caressing him with her right hand her left arm cupped his shoulders and pulled him towards her their lips brushed each other’s, and it didn’t take long for Donna to slip her tongue into Dave’s mouth and then they were snogging.Dave moved his hands to Donna’s waist and lifting his hands up he fondled her tits,. " Yep. He worked three years at a Milwaukee bank before moving to South Florida and continuing his banking career. He apparently became a top executive in loan operations by the time he retired and disappeared. The guy must have changed his name. I faxed his picture to the Miami Police to see if anyone has bumped into him. As far as anyone knows, he hasn't been arrested. I'm sure there are no prints on record." We could look for financial institutions popping up in Miami at the time of Cole's. Clyde smiled, moving over to her and sliding between her legs. He held his cock just outside Janets pussy and asked her what it was she wanted. She moaned and told him to fuck her hard. He slid his hand under her left leg and pulled it up. As he did so, he pushed his cock deep inside her. Janet moaned in pleasure as Clyde started pumping in and out of her. Soon he laid her back on the table and exposed her tits, reaching down and massaging them hard as he continued to push in and out of her..