As i looked down to my stomach he brought her hand down and caught some of her juices on her finger, she pulled it up to her mouth and started sucking...on her finger, like she did on my cock.I was under her spell, she was the voodoo queen and I was her zombie. I finally blew my load in her pussy. She laid back, under her spell, I began to lick her pussy, lapping at it like a thirsty dog. I was suckng on her pussy lips, sipping up her juice, hot and sticky, delicious, sweet, not salty. I. I was sure I didn't want to end out little session early. By the way she was moaning, one would think that it was her getting therimjob, but Shannon was genuinely enjoying herself. "Let's try something different," she said pulling her tongue from myasshole. "What did you have in mind?" I asked, eager to get her tongue back on myass. I then watched as Shannon layed down on the floor, sweeping the Scrabbletiles out of the way. "Sit on my face." I was ready for anything so of course I complied,. I hate the city at night and I wanted nothing more than to reach my parked car and head out of town for home. I wanted to be out of it before the ‘stickies’ got into their Astra’s and ‘hatches’ and drunkenly made their ways back into the sticks of Cheshire. I wanted to be away from them as quickly as I could. The concert had been uplifting, the music swelling and fulfilling, now though, outside in the cold I hurried across the tramlines towards the car park. My route crossed one of the streams. The head of the Barrow Police had alerted the Alaskan State Troopers and told them where he believed, weather permitting, to make the arrest. Little did he know that Zachary possessed the same information and was making arrangements to have the FBI bring her to his office in handcuffs.Dominic Guido’s slaying was an unknown commodity. He was known as Donald (Don) Diaz. A large second generation Latino who moved up to Barrow to get away from it all. His manufactured past was never traced because.