You make me take my shirt off and then stand in front of you with my hands on my head.You then undo the button on my jeans, and pull the zipper down, ...nd pull the pants down to my ankles.You then pull my underwear down, and begin to make fun of my penis.You then make me step out of everything and take my socks off.You then begin to inspect my penis and balls. Pinching, stretching, playing with my foreskin.Then once done, you make me bend over, as you inspect my ass.You tease me with your finger. I noticed she was wearing a tight satin choker with a small star."Somethings happening to you, Lex," I tried to reason with her, trying to ignore how hot she was becoming, and how hot it was feeling her grind into me. "Your clothes changed, you changed."Alexa whipped her hair and dropped down to me, inches from my face, "Still wanna fuck me?" Fuck her voice was so deep and sensual. I felt her leg, debating my options. I was seriously tempted. But how was this happening. The only thing that. “It took a while but we are finally making a little progress on Dagar Daharr. We got in by using his father’s cell phone records and looking at the phone numbers that ceased calling after you did your thing with 515.”“Then we pulled the phone records, the entire contact list and all texts. There were four phones on that account; the mayor, his wife - we think because it is only used to call the mayor - Dagar and a younger by a year son, Diya. We are assuming Dagar’s, because went it dead; no. Glancing at the clock, his jaw dropped. ‘Shit, she’s going to be pissed.’ The digital clock on the coffeemaker read 4:15 in its neon blue color. He had no idea how it had gotten to be so late, he had been at his friend’s house hanging out, drinking, and shooting the shit and thought he was actually returning home at a fairly early hour. No wonder his girlfriend had already went up to bed. However, coming home later than he had planned wasn’t going to ruin the plans he had coursing through his.