" He paused and they both flipped open leather badge carriers, displaying their credentials. "Homicide division. May we come in?" Homicide division?" ... said, all sorts of evil possibilities going through my mind. "What's this about?" If you let us in," Watson said seriously, "we'll tell you."I did so, leading them to the front room and inviting them to sit. The tale they then told me took me completely by surprise.Mandy had been having an affair, but that is not the surprising part of the. Katrina drank down the nasty goop and returned to her ass cleaning duties with fervor. When she had finished there was not a drop of cunt juice or shit goop anywhere on the girl."Damn! I love having a pussy slave!" Gretchen exclaimed as she rose from the couch. "Get my pocketbook, bitch and meet me in your bedroom. Now!"Katrina scurried off on all fours towards the hallway, not wanting to make her mistress-daughter angry. When she reached the entryway she grabbed the pocketbook handle with her. The distended organ throbbed and jerked in her cool grip and somehow she knew what to do. She held his penis firmly and moved her hand up and down slowly. She could tell from her uncles harsh panting that she was doing something right and she pumped his throbbing cock with a steady rhythm. There was a small bead of transparent liquid on the end and she touched it curiously with her fingertip. Her uncle jumped and gasped out loud. She grinned at him impishly and deliberately slid her thumb. That cunt of yours is too demanding. It won't do to slide all over the table.".Liz watched as slender legs wrapped around the chemistry teacher's waist. The man was already gripping Beth under the arms so that his palms pulled firmly into her shoulders. With a double hold like this, it would take one hell of. a fucking to break loose again.And it was the strongest fucking motion Liz had ever seen. She felt her cunt watering as she witnessed it. The man's hips came back, then shot forward.