Careful Gafferson, Moe thought, wincing and glancing back up to the china in the cabinet. There was no denying this place was homier than any place Mo... had hung his hat in a very long time. He stuck his nose back in the newspaper. Reading it was something he did everyday. A small article tucked away on page ten grabbed Moe by the shirt collar and jerked him back to his reality. Maxwell Singer, prominent business owner of Singer’s, was found dead yesterday morning. Apparent cause of death:. Rising to his feet he gave a slight bow, a courtly gesture. ‘Ms. Pearson, I presume.’ ‘Yes. And what might your name be now that we are meeting face to face?’ ‘My name is unimportant. I have something to give you and then I’ll be on my way.’ ‘What do you have?’ Julie inquired. ‘Just this,’ he replied as he pulled a computer disc in a clear plastic sleeve from the pocket of his suit jacket. ‘Please review this material and call me at the number on the sleeve if you have any questions.’ ‘That’s. She laughed and told me it was ok, there was nothing to be ashamed of.She took my face into her hands and kissed me softly.I felt my body quiver with delight. The kiss became deeper and she plunged her tongue into my mouth. Her tongue was soft, warm and inviting. I could feel the heat spread from my nipples to my by now very wet pussy.I let my hands roam over her very voluptuous ass. It was soft under my hands. I pulled her hips into mine and just delighted in the totally feminine feel of her. The weight of the tit flesh stretches the nipple beyond comfort and I can’t help but whimper a little. I can feel tears swimming in my eyes building with frustration as well as discomfort and just when the pain becomes too much, you release them and gently caress the reddening flesh. Murmuring into my ear you say ‘You have been getting out of hand recently, you know that don’t you? I know that you are pushing me to see what happens and I’ve let a lot go haven’t I?’ Tearfully I nod my head at.