He decided to just get it over with. He decided to pack up, that very night, and go back to New York City. He'd find his apartment, find his publisher... and sell the book he'd written, if that was possible. He'd probably have to use that money for a lawyer, but he'd turn himself in, like Mitch had talked about. Mitch had said that might help a little bit. That he didn't know exactly WHERE to turn himself in was a minor issue, as far as he was concerned. It must have happened in the city, so any. Gina, sensing what was happening, got up and came to sit down on the nightstand. She wanted to see it too. Linda had sat back down in a reverse cowgirl position, until he was just as deep into her as before. She leaned far enough forward to put her pussy front and center, laying her face between his knees, and started rocking, again. She rocked forward until the head was barely inside her, then rocked back until he was completely engulfed in her sweet, hot, tight, wet cunt. Up and down, in and. "Ray called the Coroner and he was on his way over, by this time Jess was starting to show a bit of colour although she was still shaking, Jenny was doing a great job of comforting her. I think it was more relief that he was dead, not shock, Ron sensed this as well and quietly told her not to say anything to muddy the water.The Coroner looked at De Vent and took a lot of photos; he then sat down with Ron and me and asked me to give a full account of what happened. When I had finished he spoke. I take my finger and place it in your mouth, letting you suck on it, getting it all wet with your saliva. I remove my wet finger and run it over your nipple, getting it nice and wet then I lean over it and blow softly. The sensation of wet and my cool breath on your nipple sends chills through your body, your excitement grows as I do the same to your other nipple.You are moving your hips, hoping for some attention to your wanting pussy but the only attention I give you now is your swollen.