My oral and manual manipulations were inspired by both lust and love; mainly lust, I would say at this time. As sexually satisfying as breasts are, I...have to admit, I’m really more of a cunt guy! Yep, I’d rather have a good ole wet, musky, sweet-tasting pussy to play with and eat any day of the week! I suppose I took it for granted that Lisa would allow me to pull off her shorts and panties. And, she did. But, the big question yet to be answered was whether or not this girl would consent. I had not eaten a Big Mac and fries since the one I had on my first night back in the USA. I offered to buy her one but she refused. Smart girl, I thought.She got me home at a little past noon. I didn't figure I wouldn't get away from the press too long. Someone, who knew where I lived, was bound to give me up. It was just a matter of time before I had reporters everywhere. I needed to get ready for them. I sat down and wrote a statement. I tried to tell only what could be found in the record.I. "I swear, if you cross me on this, I'll make you wish you had never been born — in either gender!" He is here," the female spat. "I have him chillin' 'til the finale. He doesn't suspect a thing. Believe me; no one will ever forget it - just like you wanted it." Yeah? Then where is he? Show me, or I'll..."I hurried around the corner and grabbed Dianna's arm. Jeff had an empty rocks glass raised in the air, poised over Dianna's head. It was heavy enough to deliver a crushing blow to her skull.. I told her she didn't need to be driving due to she had already had a few. She told me she had a D.D. to drive her. I asked who? She pointed out a guy I didn't know , he looked to be no more than twenty five and very fit. I said what's his name? As she walked off she yelled over her shoulder "Jeff" I think. Jeff you think, I thought to myself....well be careful I yelled back. The music was loud and the grill was smelling good. I had lost track of time and before I knew it I saw my wife come.