It must’ve been an hour of me lying there thinking about that situation, when I heard Tom’s bedroom door open. I knew the sound well because it cr...aked from months of no use. At first, I thought he may have gone down to the kitchen but I swore that I heard more footsteps in the room with him when the door closed. It had to be Ashley, unless Tom grew a fourth leg, because Lord knows, he safely had three. I sat up in my bed trying to listen intently and then saw shadows at the bottom of my. Ignoring me, she continued, “Oh fuck yes, Jenna, your tongue feels so good on my pussy.” Briefly my mind wondered whether this was real or just role playing before I decided who cares and with my free hand struggled to release my growing cock. Her breathing increased and I knew that she indeed was having her pussy pleasured, although I assumed it was by her hand or toy. “Oh god Jenna, why didn’t we start doing this long time ago? Your face buried between my legs is fucking hot.” I heard a. He’ll have it in his hands when he gets in tonight.’ Hawk typed up a brief note and printed it. Straight and to the point. Samson bombing. She then snagged a blank CD from the spindle and burned a copy, wiping it clean before putting it into a case. She made a color copy of the photo and slid it and the CD into a manila envelope. The originals, she put in the back of one of the drawers of the filing cabinet in another manila envelope she marked with her name. ‘Lets go drop this off before we. He watched her closely while she drank then, to her further embarrassment, he seized the box of plasters and tended to her knees, his slender artist’s fingers working deftly and gently. ‘Thanks,’ she whispered as he fastened down the last tape. ‘I’ll go and find you something to wear over that shirt,’ he said, straightening up. ‘No.’ She forced herself to her feet. ‘I can do that.’ Matt sighed loudly then followed as she hobbled down the hallway towards Charlie’s bedroom. The bed was neatly.