On Monday morning Mom and Dad left for work and I received my usual instructions to not leave the yard. As soon as they left, I went out the back door...and began my exploration of the world under the house. I wore my usual summer get up of a pair of denim pants cut off above the knees and no shirt.After about an hour, my exploration found me at the back corner of the house. As I laid on the cool dirt I looked across the backyard and saw Miss Lucy sitting on the steps in the front of her little. As she placed the phone to her ear, the man before her stuck his cock in her mouth and shoved it deep."GAH!" She shoved him back, "STOP IT! WAIT A MINUTE! JESUS!"Back in the Summers’ home the phone rang. Joyce reached out from underneath Kyle the paperboy. She knocked the phone off the bedside table and fumbled for the receiver as Kyle kept pounding away at her pussy with his cock. Joyce was on her back with her feet on his shoulders and Kyle was reaming her with all the enthusiasm that a. She gulped as much as she could, only a small amount escaped and rested just on top of those red lips. She stuck out her tongue and wiped her lips, and then her chin, and scoped up my goo off her tit and licked her nipple clean.She got up to her feet, and stood there looking down at me on her couch. I had wrapped my hand around my dick and was beating the last drop onto the floor. She said "You can get dress now and no one will have to know." I slowly got to my feet and got directly in front of. I was hoping they'd make a comment along the lines of, "It's not police business anyway; we only investigate crimes carried out by humans," but they never did. I had my fingers crossed that somewhere up the chain someone would decide exactly that, as an excuse to leave the five murders in the Too Hard basket, but it was more likely that officialdom would decide that it wanted to know more. Eventually they'd have to give up; it was just a matter of how much of a nuisance they were first. Judging.