Mom asked us how was cleaning work at farm house since we lied same. I said to mom, it was tiresome (we were both tired because of fucking). Sahana wa... not able to walk properly because of pain. She looked so dull and tired, without speaking much she slept early that night. Since after that, daily we used to kiss at night time on terrace. I used to grab her ass and massage it over her leggings. Pressing her breasts used to make me feel so great. Even she was taking lot of care on me.Now it was. She really wanted it, wanted to be fucked.But Jim had tired of Ginger, sick of trying to get in her pants, tired of blue balls, and had given her to his buddy Bill with his best wishes and ten bucks while he went to pick up a much more willing girl.Bill could hardly believe it when Ginger opened the door and smiled at him. "Hi," she said, looking left and right, "where's Jim?"Bill stepped in and closed the door, looking sad, barely able to keep his hands off her. He took her hand and pulled her. She looked beautiful with her hair splayed across the pillow. ‘Come to me,’ she whispered with her arms stretched out towards him. ‘I’ve waited for you for so long.’ ‘Ana.’ Marco quickly crossed the room and knelt next to her. ‘I’ve looked for you everywhere. Why did you leave me?’ ‘That shouldn’t matter,’ she said beginning to undress him. ‘The only thing that matters is that you are here now with me. I want you Marco.’ She kissed him with ready lips. Her hands on his chest felt like Heaven,. “I’ll see what I can do to get the room back to you as soon as possible but, for right now, no one is to go inside. If they do, they can and will be arrested for tampering with a crime scene.”“Si. Si. I understand. And I thank you for your help. I apologize for yelling, but this is all...”“No apology necessary, Mr. Martinez.” A quick handshake and Chief Martz and his guests moved closer to the wall so Mr. Martinez and his cleaning crew could make their way back toward the other rooms where dead.