His head grazed against her clit in a smooth, arching massage that trigger a tingling sensation.With sheen of cum dripping from her mouth, she leaned ...own and stained George with the world’s dirtiest French kiss, granting him a twisted, methodical, half-crooked tongue massage. Sticky smacking sounds exchanged between them. She lifts her head and looked at him again, serious this time. “Do you really think you can handle me?”“If I can’t, I’ll die trying,” George answered, placing one hand over. " How much is almost nothing, and why did she have all the insurance?" I repeated."Her pay was a flat twenty thousand a year," Mrs. Winslow informed me.It might be a pittance to her, but it was a nice chunk of change for most folks."The insurance was carried by the company on all it's key employees. The board members qualified for it. Robin, against my wishes, named the no good bastard as the beneficiary," Mrs. Winslow informed me."So Tony, got half a mil when Robin got popped?" I asked."I'm. "Joan was young, married, mortgaged, and entitled. She wore a blouse unbuttoned to reveal cleavage, her skirt short showed off her long stocking encased legs, high heels. Her long strawberry blonde hair coiffed in to a bun. The reading spectacles designer label. How they lived on meagre wages the couple made did not compute. "Admit that you stole the money. Save a long investigation." I spoke firmly. Stood walked a round my desk to stand in of it. My height can be intimidating to the guilty and. "Oh god Steve, that's so..ooooh."I hummed on her clit, the slid one finger inside. Her pussy holding tight on just one. I pushed it deep and wiggled it around while licking around her bud. She was starting to lift her hips, now her soft noises were louder. Oh how I hoped she was loud when she came. My finger worked, searching then finding as she clenched as if jolted. I latched onto her clit, my tongue working it hard as my finger pressed and massaged. And she was loud, calling out, her.