Her cunt-ring pulsed and rippled, milking out a few last blobs of Shepherd spunk into her swampy pussy. Adolph's prick was still hard as a rock and Je...nifer wondered if they might be tied together, like mating dogs -- if Joe would have to fetch a bucket of cold water to throw over her ass before they could uncouple.She giggled at the thought. The possibility failed to alarm the girl. Jennifer adored having her cunt full of doggy cock and, fucking or stationary, active or just lying there all. Finally, Isabella had removed the chair from the corner and placed it directly under the low hanging bulb. She stood in front of the chair, looking at Master Paul, awaiting his next instruction. ‘My sweet Isabella’, Master Paul began, ‘I would like for you to pull the front of your gown up and sit in the chair’. Isabella did as she was told, revealing to Master Paul that she wore no undergarments. Master Paul stood with his eyes watching her and upon her revealing the exposed mound under her. Fortunately, I didn’t trip her, nor did I fall, but it was a very close thing.“Kat,” I said, “I’m sorry, but that’s absolutely not for me. Mikael will be back skating soon and you should absolutely stick with him!”“But I liked your arm around me!” she protested, almost whining, but it seemed to me, without her normal flirty playfulness.“I’m sure you did,” I said with a big grin, deciding that I’d probably read more into her words than was really there. “But that doesn’t make me a good skater!. She rewound the tape and played his climax in slow motion. Then I saw it. He lifted his ass using his legs when he climaxed."It's not enough," I said.Sandy agreed. "But we could make him do that for enough time and height to prove he's faking."The plan was hatched. We'd get Detective Nakamoto, Sandy's occasional lover to bring up his phone records (the two had chilled out a lot at this point in their history, Sandy sensing he was getting a little too fond of her) to find out what escort service.