I sawwhat I wanted to see so I took off for a motel. Almost immediately my phone started to ring again. Iturned it off. I still had no proof of infide...ity,but I had very strong suspicions. I was almostpositive Linda and the guy she danced with knew eachother. I thought now might be the time for thatprivate detective. If I wasn’t home, she may go tohim for consoling. The next day I went through the Yellow Pages andfound the P.I. with the best ad. I went down to hisoffice and gave him a. It also seemed that he was paying a lot of attention to the other boys’ cocks. I learned that night that the other boys have much bigger cocks than Dale’s five inches, and I loved the way they felt stretching out my pussy. When there were lulls in the swapping and fucking and we went to our tents with our own dates, Dale surprised me by always diving between my legs to suck my pussy clean for me. I thought that was disgusting at first, and then I realized that it turned me on watching and. Her hand pressed on my clit and I jerked on her hand.She laughed. “Someone has a sensitive little pussy.”“I could say quite the same.”She giggled and licked my pussy up and down slowly at first, then faster, copying me when I flicked her pussy. She opened my pussy lips and slid her middle finger in slowly. It set me on fire. I couldn’t stop moaning in complete pleasure. I felt her remove her finger just as slowly as she’d put it in and repeat the motions again. She moved her tongue to my clit. .. Soon, Raven Iwasaki would be hers utterly, in all things, bodyand soul... ---------- Becky sat back from the computer screen, her eyes tired but the rest of herbody shivering with anticipation. So that was what Holly had been up to. Becky had always been imaginative. While she did not like writing, she couldcreate plots and characters in her mind. It was the effort of getting the storiesdown in a tangible form that irritated her. She role-played often (the moremundane variety) and her.