Abrielle placed her hand on his head and fingered his hair. "It's building..." He could see her belly heave with her panting. She closed her eyes and ...er mouth fell open. Her panting grew rapid. "Don't change it," she gasped. "I'm on the verge of a strong one ... just a little more..."Abrielle arched her back and let out a long, loud cry. Her belly shook and her legs trembled. He could feel her nails digging into his scalp. "Oh! Enough!" she gasped."Good one?" Wonderful."Loren stripped off his. Not then, nor the next day. There was no answer from your mobile though she tried it hourly, and you always left it on while you were away. You had disappeared. The next step was the police. They said they would wait another day, and to be fair they did initiate an investigation. But you were an adult and it was a missing person investigation, so low priority. That's when Derek stepped in and hired a PI." PI?" I enquired."Private Investigator. Derek was round at the house every day and stayed. Wilson lifted up her pleated uniform skirt. Her pink cotton panties revealed a large wet spot in the center. Mr. Wilson hooked his forefinger into the crotch of her damp panties and pulled them to the side, uncovering her warm swollen pussy which was lightly decorated with short reddish-brown curly hairs. Leaning his head forward, he teased her puffy lips with his tongue. Sarah’s thighs spasmed around his neck. “Mmmm. . . Take my panties off,” Sarah murmured. Mr. Wilson slipped off the young. Few min later he came back, ‘drink up we’re going’ he said, a bit confused I left half a glass of wine as husband was walking away to the doors. Outside I asked what’s wrong ?, ‘nothing, you’ll see’ he said laughing.Got passed midnight and we left a bar and walked towards the next, we ended up at the quayside, but walked past a couple of bars that we usually go to, I asked where we going, husband said ‘just up here’.There was a group of guys standing over the railings, as we got closer I.