The victim has already been identified." By hairs from a hairbrush," said McDill. "How do we know they were Gilbert Kinneson's hairs? How do we know i... was Gilbert Kinesson's brush? There were other samples that were tested. I'd like to know about them." Overruled," said the judge. "But let's get past this without any showmanship, counselor."McDill didn't seem to be affected by the warning."Please tell us where the other samples came from, and how they compared to your original," he said."They. She has a swimmer's build with 38dd breasts. She's also 5'8" with long brown hair and eyes. To get her son's attention she would wear a sexy short robe that fell just a half inch below her ass with nothing underneath it. Every morning when Martin came down to breakfast Rita would be bent over with her legs spread exposing her pussy to him. She also made sure that her robe was loose enough for him to see her erect nipples. She saw how hard he was getting from looking at her. Rita decided to turn. She knew she wanted me from the moment she laid her eyes on the ridge pushing through my jeans. I was the first healthy cock she had seen in a long while and she couldn’t help but want it, and want it bad she did, so bad that she had to stay away from me to contain herself. I also found out that my mother loved the taste of my pre-cum. She enjoyed drinking from the source and when the source was exhausted, she replenished it again with her own juices. She also knew how to give head properly.. Feeling loved. Feeling adored. Feeling captured.”Blushing, I glanced around again, checking nobody was watching as I smiled to myself, sinking into my compacted seat, consuming the black boxes starting to appear rapidly before my eyes.“Enamel vs flesh”“Mouth closing slightly”I felt myself growing warmer, shifting in my seat as I pressed my body closer to the window, not daring to lift my eyes from the screen.“Teeth pressing”“A little throb of suffering”I realised that I had been biting down.