But he had some thinking to do. Lacey Fetterman seemed to require much more thought than any other woman Bob had ever met. A lot of that thought was s...ill centered around his natural suspicion. Cops are, after all, paid to be suspicious.He was sure, in his mind, that Lacey had killed the crispy critter that was about to be buried. At the same time, he was also sure that that critter deserved to be crispy. That critter had ruined Lacey's life ... twice, if you looked at it from a slightly skewed. ..no...but I mean...I can figure it out, how hard can it be?”“Well, I’ll leave you with that, I here the old fart calling me from downstairs”, Lynn said softly, before yelling something in Cantonese and closing her computer.Brook stood up off the ground and laid down on the couch. She removed her panties she was wearing, and reached down to touch the outside of her vag.“I’d much prefer Will over this”, she said to herself, as she put two fingers into her twat, moving them up feel her clit, she. Bring plenty of rubbers, these guys are gonna want to fuck her again and again. I’d bring a towel as well, you’re probably gonna want to wipe her down before she gets back in the car!”We parked up a little after 11.00, Kim was just wearing what I liked to call her “whore outfit” of lacy red underwear, black hold-ups and knee high black boots, long red hair tied back to keep it out of the way. I glanced over my shoulder at her, sat in the back seat, beautiful and sexy, my wife about to get. Yet somehow, the man manages to slither out of the grasp of justice each and every time.For the last hour they have been driving through the harbor’s warehouses looking for the vehicle before it is finally spotted. “There it is,” Sam says excitedly. “How do you want to do this?”“We wait and watch,” Spencer says, pointing.”“What are you thinking, Spence?” she asks.“A plan,” he answers. “Here’s what we’ll do...”The plan is a simple one. Sam is to head around the back and wait for his signal while.