She was already dripping. I could feel the molten heat radiating from her and I wet my fingers a little anyway, to begin massaging in circles the sens...tive skin around her pussy, like I’d learned. The intoxicating scent of her love juice just drove me INSANE with lustiness. All the while she was moaning. I finally put one finger at the entrance of her vagina and pushed in lightly. “OH,” she exclaimed. “That feels so damn good” she moanedI licked my fingers even more, tasting her sweet pussy. Eight bags of underwear... eight! There were only seven known Slashervictims. There had been another!When he opened the drawer below it he was astounded. The bundles ofcash all of various denominations were almost hypnotising. He guessedthat Walter being a Bank Manager had arranged the bundles in equaldenomination and counting the first bundle he estimated there was aroundfifty thousand pounds, give or take a thousand.He lifted the camera to his eye and was about to take the picture andthen. I pulled up my panties and jeans and left. On another evening at this location I was standing with undies on stroking myself when an articulated lorry turned up and stopped. The driver drew the curtains of his cab. Soon after, the cab started to rock gently after about 5 mins the passenger door opened and a long leggy blonde got out wearing a red Lycra dress. She was showing her stocking tops; as she slid down her dress rode up even higher. Now I could see her red lace panties and red. Amy: Are you sure?Elena: Don’t worry about that either. Besides, I’d like to visit Jen at the cafe before we go. I haven’t spent too much time with her since we got here. I think I owe her that.Amy: All right. But don’t take long.Elena: I won’t, I promise.Amy: Thanks, Elena! You’re the greatest.Elena: Oh, don’t mention it.Elena’s hands were still on Amy’s boobs.Amy: Now let go of me, please!Elena: Sorry. I forgot!She let go of Amy’s boobs, but she instead grabbed Amy’s butt.Elena: Come on..