I eagerly listened to him and mom fucking which seemed to be on an almost nightly basis lately. A time or two I even heard them early in the morning b...fore they took off for work. It made me so hot to listen to his deep voice, obviously instructing her on what to do although I couldn't quite make out the words. Occasionally I'd get lucky and they'd leave the door open so I could sneak down the hall and listen intently while I fingered my soaking snatch and pinched my pink nipples. I knew he was. As they assessed the options, Holly suggested they carefully use the SUV. The office was too small and the counter area of his shop was too cluttered. The man closed the garage door and turned on the fan for circulation. He raised the hatch on the SUV to reveal a plush carpeted area. The women left their high heels on, but began to remove the rest of their clothes as he quickly stripped to just his socks. The women were shocked to find that he was at least as hung as Jacob and even somewhat. Next, I tiptoed towards the kitchen windows. There are two windows in the kitchen. One right above the stove, and I obviously could not peek through it, because Bela would see me. The other window was in the side wall, towards the back. It also has curtains. I slowly pulled it slightly open, moved the window and saw that Bela was working at the stove. The pressure cooker was making hissing noises and there was another pot on the second burner. Bela looked very engrossed in cooking, and I. Besides, how would they even know?”Roxie stepped to a counter where Sergeant Thibodeau was waiting to return her belongings. There was an envelope containing some money. Roxie counted it. There was the fifty that Bubba had given her and the forty that she earned that night at the truck stop. There was an extra sixteen dollars, plus the money that she’d paid the truck stop motel.“I only had fifty-five when I came in,” Roxie said. “There’s some extra here.”“The manager at the motel agreed to.