I loved him as ever.He was sitting at dinner with his mother and I a week or so after he arrived;“I ran into Christy today. You know, my old girlfri...nd.”I quickly hid my face behind my wine glass while I regained my composure.“How is she, dear?” Martha said, “I always liked Christy. Such a sweet girl.”“She’s doing well. She has her own apartment downtown, she’s gotten a job as a dancer with the Met.”“Well, I am impressed.” Martha said, “To be self supporting at her age is no small thing, and as. He felt fingernails grasp at his thighs. ‘No teasing,’ she gasped, ‘now….now….now.’ She first felt the head slip into her tight pussy. He was big. Thick and the sensation was mindnumbing. She could feel the shaft begin to slowly sink into her. She drooled as the shaft continued to pleasantly stretch her insides. For the last inch she pushed up on her tiptoes. As he bottomed out, she smiled. He was perfect not too big not too small. Then he stroked back and forth. Achingly slow. Dragging out. “Trent. I understand your concerns and I appreciate them. I'm going to the restroom so you three can talk to Allison and ask her anything you want.”I went and took a nice piss. Washed my hands, checked my hair, took my time, unbuttoned my shirt a few… I ended up spending about five minutes in there.I walked back to the living area. Stacy was now undressed completely and sat on the couch holding Allison’s hands. the guys had their shirts off.“So, Trent, I guess everything is satisfactory?”“Yes,. The owner supplied a name and number and even called to set up an appointment; the stone contractor would be there when we got there.Andy and I were meeting with the contractor when I could hear the Blackhawk in the distance. The contractor had not had work in two months and desperately needed work. He could start as soon as he got his equipment. A handshake was all he needed and he got it.The chopper was circling to land, giving the investigators an aerial view. I was standing in the front.