I felt his flaccid cock slip out of me and the spunk oozing, I felt so sexual that I slipped my hand down and started caressing my clit as soon as his...cock had gone. He didn’t notice as he flopped on his back and dozed off, something I was going to have To get used to. I played with myself until I got the most intense feeling I had ever experienced, then I stopped. I got off the bed, there was a big wet patch on the blanket and mixed spunk and cunt-juice oozed down my thighs. Fortunately the. ’ ‘No, Dad, We decided to stay home for Christmas. We are coming to see you tomorrow, Dad. Your birthday. We wouldn’t miss that.’ A truth and a lie. When their plans changed, Susan and he did, indeed, plan to spend part of Christmas Day with his dad. But a lie in the claim that Cliff would not have missed being here for Christmas. He had planned, in his attempt to escape an unwanted realty, not to be here. It was just some force outside of himself—that chance locking into the problems of the. I turned around and saw her smiling at me. I figured she was horny, having had to wait for so long.I opened my legs wider and looked around at the same time. I noticed that the other few passengers were s**ttered about and the last three rows of seats were empty except for ours. I relaxed as I felt Aunt Sheen fumble with the zip of my jeans. Within seconds though she had my fly open and gently took out my semi-erect cock. The cool air felt great on my cock which quickly began to respond to her. He had taken her life and he had realised that it had been the most thrilling event in his entire life, to that point.He also realised that he would do it again. Correction! He realised that he would have to do it again, that he must do it again.After the tenth such murder, police forces across the USA began to realise that they had a serial sex killer on their hands, and the FBI’s top forensic psychologist was called in to offer his expertise.He addressed the representatives of over a dozen.