It must have been many years ago. She looked around her, then cautiously descended the two steps to the sidewalk. She was wearing a black leather skir... and a blue blouse. Her feet were clad with black, high-heeled pumps. I was able to see the graceful curves of her calves and thighs under her patterned stockings. She cringed as a car whooshed above us, then set out on her way. I followed her at a safe distance. She was walking swiftly, using her crutches like an expert. At first, I didn’t see. In the morning, WWLX normally aired the network daily show based in New York, but spliced in the local news and weather. They let the national news and weather suffice instead of occasional local feeds, however, the national feed had picked up the story that Willow had launched. They also reported that Clement was not to be found, nor Brennan. Thornberg had missed the broadcast – no one told him about it during or afterwards. He didn't know his ticket had been punched. Thus, he had been. Jerome dragged her up the stairs, finding the right key on his key chain. Once the door was unlocked, he shoved her inside. Leah stumbled over her feet and hit the floor on her knees.Before Jerome could react, Leah jumped to her feet and threw herself at him, knocking him back out the front door. “You bastard! You know I do not like to be manhandled.” She slapped him across the face and attempted to knee him in the balls but Jerome caught her leg before she connected, but that did not stop her. She instantly gave him a wink and then a long kiss then began kissing down his body by the time she reached his cock it was already more erect than it had ever been. She ignored it entirely focusing her tongue on his balls before giving his tip a tiny lick smiling and winking at the camera all the while. Adam was enjoying the fact she was clearly enjoying being filmed and showing off knowing what she was going to do to him. She then pushed his legs back and smiled.Ok big guy time to play with.