Something," he finished weakly."Why on earth would you make yourself forget what you'd done?" I asked. "How does that make any sense at all?"Brock shr...gged."Maybe he didn't make himself forget." This from Lisa, who spoke up unexpectedly and then seemed to wilt a bit from all the attention that was suddenly focused on her. "Maybe he just forgot to make himself remember."I started at her. "Not getting what you mean," I said. "Or, more succinctly ... huh?" Well, what if he did something to undo. It was now almost 1:00, and I had promised to pick Jess up at 4:00. That left me less than three hours to do what had to be done. I would have to move.The first stop was the leather store where Katelyn had purchased the boots. I went in and found the girl who had helped her.“Hi! Is someone helping you?”“No,” I said, “but I am hoping you can. Do you remember a girl who was in here a few minutes ago, and bought some boots from you?”She nodded.“Do you work on commission?”“We get an hourly wage,. I moved her curled hair out of the way and softly kissed her neck. My hand moved from being round her waist and began rubbing her outer thigh just the once before moving to her inner thigh. She let out a little moan and rolled over to face me, her eyes blinking fast as if trying to focus on my face she smiled and I took her smile as approval to continue with what I wanted to do. I took my hand which was resting now on her outer thigh and pulled her leg so it was wrapped around me, this was. She was coating his shiny black cock with her juice but it was such a tight fit it looked like he would split her. “Oh God it's so fat. I'm being split in half. Please go slow.” My wife cried out. I admired the guy for doing just that. He could of shoved it in quick and ruined her. I think he knew if he was going to use her all night he had to be careful. I guess her pussy was stretching to take in the invader because he was finally making some progress. I looked and about half was in..