I could not help but reach out and softly touch her body … seems I was not done with this family just yet. I ran my fingers over her stomach, as I s...owly lifted her t-shirt. Her skin was soft as silk and it made my fingers tingle with anticipation. My pussy cried out of more attention as it dripped both her brothers cum and my juices into my panties, soaking through and leaving a slight wet spot on the bed. Not thinking about how she would react I continued on with my own desires. I pulled at. " What does that mean ... in the course of your normal work?" Christie asked again."It means that if he left a cigarette butt or a container that he drank out of when he was being interviewed, we could take that as a sample if he left it behind voluntarily. Unfortunately, he didn't do that, so we got nothing."I sat back, thinking for a minute. "Where did the DNA samples come from that you found on my late wife?" She was beaten with someone's fists. When that happens, the assailant is bound to. ‘You are so sexy,’ he mouthed. With a touch of a smile, he caressed my legs and rubbed what he could of my sandaled feet. At one point, he managed to lift my left foot to his mouth, whereupon he began to lick the arch and big toe. We finally arrived at Louis’ house. He gave me a tour after he carried our luggage into the master bedroom on the second floor. It was a classic 3-story village house, three bedrooms and two bathrooms. The interior design was nearly the opposite of his apartment.. ." I know what to do," Eva smiled at him. "I wasn't a schoolteacher, Wolfgang." Hmph," he grunted as Eva pulled back the slide of her .45 and let it go with a loud, mechanical snap. She lowered the hammer to the safe, half-cocked position and put the weapon in her purse, leaving it unzipped."Let's go," she said lightly, reaching for the door handle.Eva adjusted her skirt, a short one made of red vinyl, while she waited for Wolfgang. It showed her long legs to good advantage in their black.