He paid £20 a go.Then there was the bus driver who fucked my face after work behind the bus station. And the suited businessman who visited my bedsit...every friday after work for a few months and used all 3 fuck holes for the price of 1, finishing in my open, hungry mouth every time. The old pervert who had me sit on his lap with no panties on so he could “surprise” me with his hard-on, moving myself back and forward till he spunked over my fresh young pussy. Or there was that middle aged bloke. " "We believe we know who is." Jason walked over to the computer andtouched the top. As the machine hummed the headline of the newspaperfile changed. "Take a look at this headline." He pointed to the screen as anew headline appeared.UNKNOWN ARSONIST DIES BY OWN HAND"You come here because you died here," Gloria turned in her chair andfaced the three. "But did the arsonist that killed you...killed everyone inthe downtown school?" "The temporary school didn?t last half a year before it was. By the time we get to the doors of the ballroom I can see frost on the windows. I push on the doors but they don’t budge.“Jesten! Open the door!” I yell into the room. “Father help!” He yells, his voice hoarse and hysterical.“The ballroom doors don’t lock.” Iduna says with more calm than I am capable of at the moment. “They must be frozen shut.” She reasons. She grabbing a brass candelabra and begins banging it against the seam in the door. Ice sprays everywhere and I grab the brass handle from. ‘Wow,’ I laugh at her, ‘you really are done aren’t you?’ She nods her head pouting. ‘That’s too bad,’ I tease, ‘we haven’t even gotten to my favorite part yet.’ I run my right hand down her back and over her bare ass. I continue down her legs as I feel the life returning to her fatigued muscles. She moans softly as I slowly get closer and closer to her pussy. ‘You never could get enough of this could you?’ I remind her, ‘You always wanted more, remember?’ She whimpers as I slip two fingers.