I smiled softly and he came and sat next to me, his eyes running over every part of me as he walked.As he moved past me to sit down his fingers gently...brushed my thighs ,stroking along my leg and up the side of my body.the fell of a mads rough touch against my smooth skin was amazing, and i felt my body tighten ith pleasure. I could have exploded right then ,but i held back and put my head back against the wall, letting my hands fall to my sides as we both sat, the tension of the situation. I teased her for long minutes, feeling her excitement, then finally sliding my tongue into her wet slit. Alexia pressed her mound up to meet my tongue, and I began to lick up and down her delicious pussy. The feeling of her swollen lips, the taste of her juices, and her silky inner folds were intoxicating as I drove my tongue deeper inside her. Alternating between circling her clit and fucking her tight hole with my tongue as deep as I could was driving her wild, her hips rising each time. I. Moe tucked his Brownie and Roscoe under the car seat and locked the Buick up tight. The short walk to the entrance left him cold, inside and out. He tried to shake the feeling from deep in his bones. He hated going to the police. Half of them were as crooked as the criminals they prosecuted. But this caper had already gotten out of hand. People were dropping like flies around him. So far, the dead didn’t include a good guy, but who knew when Boch would cross that line? The man had to be. No wonder he hid the key in a book by the Marquis de Sade. This could be a shrine to the sadist philosophy.Jennifer stepped around, looking at everything, feeling numb from the shock. She saw chairs that had bindings built in, more bindings, both leather and steel hung from the walls. Erotic art hung almost everywhere, and each one had a similar motif, a woman bound, granted they were artfully done, each picture displayed different bondage positions and style. Jennifer felt a small thrill rush.