The previous project leader had been a nice enough guy—sort of grandfatherly. But in the end, Amy did her duty. Of course, the old man didn't really...die of a brain aneurism, unless by chance a blood vessel in his brain burst milliseconds before the .38 hollow-point round entered his skull.Amy hadn't wanted to kill the old professor, he was a rather brilliant scientist. But she'd followed him to his initial meeting where he'd taken a 'taste' and then watched him enter the lab after hours and. The moment she came I hugged and smooched her..It went on for around 20 minutes with kissing, our tongues were fighting and with one hand I used to press her boobs from top of her blouse and the other hand I placed on her hip and some times it went on to her belly button there I used to circle it with my fingers and I slowly moved my hand from her hip to her ass. There I squeezed for a while. All of a sudden she opened hooks of her blouse and asked me to suck them..I told her to cover herself. Stood up to kiss him, their lips locked together tongues entwined, he feeling his hardness against her, she nuzzled his neck as they held each other, ‘Make love to me’ she said. He led her from the hot shower back into the bedroom, still wet from the shower he lay her down on the bed, she looked so beautiful laid there naked and wet, and he wanted her. More now than at any time ever. He moved to the bed towards her, kissing her legs as he moved up her body, his lips met with her knees, slowly. Gail was sitting on the counter facing the door in nothing but the thong & bra she'd sent me a picture of, and you could in fact mostly see through them. She had an opened bottle of the wine between her legs, moving it up and down, rubbing her pussy through her thong. "Mmmm, this wine is making my pussy soooo wet" she moaned. I looked next to her and there were 2 glasses, one about half full & one empty, along with the other bottle of wine that was empty. I was hard almost the minute I walked.