That gives us plenty of time to get rid of the body in the trunk.’ ‘And what exactly is the plan regarding the body in the trunk?’ La Huerta ask...d. ‘We have a man here in Jacksonville.’ Isaac said as he started the car and adjusted the mirrors. Isaac drove in silence while La Huerta thumbed through The Pale Man’s file. His tortured life slowly passed before her eyes, the grass got taller, four lane concrete gave way to two lane black top which turned into gravel and then finally, dirt. Isaac. ”“For one thing, I don’t even own a .38! For another, I was at the station surfing porn at the time of the shooting. I can prove it because I was written up for it! Last, but not least, all of the cops know about the .38. I was talking about people outside of the department when I said no one knew the caliber of the murder weapon. We’re going to keep it that way for a week or two,” concluded Cook.“Okay, you convinced me,” I admitted as I took another sip. “I’m sorry for jumping to. ,' but her son's mouth covered her lips again while he still held her hand firmly against his masculine weapon. D was bedazzled, frightened and excited all at once, and now she threw caution to the wind. Her fingers moved nervously along the huge weapon, up and down, while her son guided her. He was still sucking on D's big tits, but he made sure his mother's hand stayed on his cock while he enjoyed her upper body.'Undo the zip, Mom...go on, do it' he instructed her.'Oh God, Mark...we. Then I bent over the table end gripped each side; laying there quietly waiting for my first black guy fucking my wet hungry cunt.Jerome lifted my nightie and with no waste of time he grabbed my hips and shoved himself deeply in my cunt; just a swift motion that made me gasp in surprise. He began slowly at first to rock himself back and forth; building himself up to a hard battering thrust that rocked me on the tabletop; each thrust eliciting gasps and grunts.Before I could come, Jerome suddenly.