Then he asked if I brought any of the photos and Gene had insisted I bring some of the more explicit ones, so, blushing, showed them to him. He smiled...widely and said I sure looked good enough to eat to which I only smiled in return. Then he suggested we have a drink and we moved to a bar inside that mall. He ordered us a martini, (my favorer drink) that I usually only drink with my husband because this powerful drink can eradicate my inhibitions and I assumed Gene had told Zee what to order.. "I really have to use the bathroom."I jerked back a bit and fell. "Ow," I muttered."Are you okay, London, do you need help?" he asked as I saw him stand in front of the toilet."I'm fine; thank you," I answered, rubbing my head.Then I heard him pissing, and I stayed down as I slathered my lips once again. 'His cock is out, and I can see the blurry image of it. Even as he is taking a leak, and I can't see it clearly, I'm speechless.'I had no choice, but to bring my right hand to my snatch and. Ana turned around to me, took off the red sweater and approached to me, totally naked.She leaned down placing her hands on the arms of the recliner and she kissed me with her open wet red lips. As she explored my mouth with her tongue I moved my right hand to play with her cunt.As soon as she felt me touch her thighs, Anita spread her thighs wider to allow me a better access to her sweet pussy.What I found did not surprise me at all. Her cunt was extremely wet and slippery; so I was able to. Jane smirked, shaking her head at the irony of a woundless body discovered beneath the icon of a man being tortured to death.“Jane!” She turned to see her colleague, Detective Sergeant Nyman, enter the church through the corridor from the presbytery.“Anything, Phil?” she asked.“Well... yes and no,” he replied, scratching his head. “She attends mass here regularly, apparently. But the husband says they’ve been separated for six months. He calls her his ‘ex’ – though they appear not to be.