I was lying on my back, on our living room couch. The family was all out of town and he was watching me. He decided to take his time he got between my...legs and started eating me out. He had gotten quite a bit better and it was starting to feel really good. He found my clit and started sucking. Now it was feeling REALLY good. Then he stopped. He climbed on top of me missionary style and put his hard cock into me. It actually felt amazing. He started pumping into me. It had gotten to the point. Getting in the car and driving away I told her we were checking into a HOtel, checking in and dinner and clubbing later. Of course under my breath I was saying no food. I wanted her drunk and fucked up. Then came the questions. Did you pack my clothes, make up, tooth brush and so on (including her toys)and the hot oil. Yes was the only answer. And it was the correct answer. She settled back and talked about her day at work. We pull into the HOtel and I let them carry our items up to our room. Sometimes on the weekend one of us would stay until Monday and then return, so it's a dull weekend whenever I'm the one at home, that was until things fell into place for me. And here's how it went.About two houses away from us, on the end of the road actually, there lived a 14 year old girl named Shania. She was around 5' in height, very petite body with boobs just forming into teenage stage, so they looked like perky mounds of flesh, no cleavage or the sort. Shoulder lenght hair and a firm. Her murder? Well, that requires a little explanation.I was a bright-eyed and bushy tailed Sheriff’s detective, married to an intelligent and beautiful woman. My wife, Janet, was everything you’d ever want in a wife, until she got into politics.They say that power corrupts. Well, Janet was a case study. She hopped on the slippery slope and never got off. I was in on her bust. She got witness protection. I got a divorce.After that, I vowed that I would never have anything to do with the.