Yeah, I need your cock! And tell your husband that! Manuel started slowly fucking my ass, moving in only a few inches, before slowly withdrawing until...only the glans was holding me in place. I moaned and begged him to go back in. Ummm, honey, I love Johanns cock. It fills me up like you never could. You hear that! You only have a large clit, dont you John? Yes sir. Please fuck harder. He held still, and instead of pushing his cock in I could feel wet fingers slide down my perineum, over my soft. They had done what they had said they would. Now we had to wait to see if anyone recognized her and knew of her whereabouts.The next morning I flicked on the news while Thomas was in the bathroom, and once again the missing persons report was there. I watched to see if there was anything about the search for Georgette, but it was just a repeat of the previous night's message. I was about to switch over when a story about stolen rental cars came on. I stopped to watch.Apparently, the rental car. As if taken by a sudden realization, his eyes took a turn downward, hoping to see if the fiery red hair was matched below. To both dismay and delight he found that such a question would have to wait for another time as only smooth skin greeted his eyes above her pussy. Just as he was about to take a good look at her soft folds she spoke again, and he was compelled to look upwards once more."I owe you for saving my life, so I'm going to give you the only gift I can think of. You saved my body,. When I returned Bill and Stacy were just slowly getting up. They smelled the pizza and definitely had worked up an appetite. Bill got up and went out on the balcony to handle some work calls and messages. Stacy sauntered over to me in just that pale blue tank top. "Mmm, thank you for getting pizza, honey. It smells yummy. I'm so hungry."She hugged me as I was dishing up her plate. With the sun gone now, we sat in the living room eating our pizza and some soda I had ordered. Stacy knelt.