The Monday could not have come early enough but it did come. She knocked on my door mid-morning and I was delighted to see she was wearing a dress, wh...t could only be stockings and boots. It was obvious she was not used to do something like that as she was very nervous. Her cheeks were fairly red and she was speaking in very short bursts interspersed with nervous laughter. To calm her down I had recourse to this great British tradition of offering her a cup of tea. That worked to a good extend. From there it was word for word of the events that happened there. There was no mention of Ching Lee or Vicky's involvement. Not remembering things was another matter.The next section detailed the individual interviews with Courtney, Ronnie, Justin, Shelly and me and we told the complete story, with nothing omitted. I had told them to tell the truth exactly as they saw it. The truth always came out in the end - there was no need for anyone to commit perjury by covering anything up. We did omit. 'He is so much better than the dildos,' Vanessa said to herself. ' I can feel his warmth.'Ken could not believe how great this felt between the oil and her own tightness. Soon his lower groin was against her rounded butt cheeks."I'm all the way in," he said in her ear."I know, now fuck me like you always wanted to," she responded.Ken began a gentle in and out motion. Each thrust in, caused her to moan with pleasure. The reflection in the dresser mirror showed him fucking the ass of a beautiful. Zoe's hands tightened on my throat and her mouth covered my screams while she sucked the air from my lungs to the retching of my body. I loved the feeling of her control. Slowly she eased her kiss and loosened her hands, allowing me precious air as my orgasm subsided. Eric pulled out of me, leaving my limp and spent body on the mattress momentarily. He grasped Zoe by her upper arms and pulled her toward him while spinning her around with her ass to him. His hands slid around her front side.