"You can take her home,Ms. Clark." Thank you," answered Maggie. She knew that he was wrong, but sawno need to correct him.They were soon on their way ...ack to the agency. Beth was replyingwhat had happened in her mind. Once inside she told Maggie andSteve everything, including giving excellent descriptions of thetwo men. The sketch artist used her detailed descriptions tocompose some images and entered them into the agency's computer."You sure they were armed?" asked Steve."The one with the. Her impatience boiled over. She went wild. Cumming on my hand. Her knees buckling. My fingers dripping with her moisture. She had my pants undone and her hand in my underpants, pressing my very erect cock. I picked her up, my hands at the junction of thigh and buttock, her back pressing against the glass wall. She lifted her knees, locking them onto my hips. I penetrated her in full view of the crowd.She moaned as she engulfed me and started riding me. Giving the crowd below a full view of her. The men kept their eyes focused ahead, terrified of unintentionally challenging their hosts, but couldn’t keep from surreptitiously monitoring them. While they seemed cautious, they’d relaxed over time—probably due to their innate trust in Leza. As she continued singing, they got into the rhythm and focused on her song rather than the humans.The men paid close attention to Leza’s melody and the zombie’s responses. Once they grew more comfortable with the situation, Leza encouraged Phillip to. "Well you're are almost too big you know," I said. "Soon you won't fit." I thought you like me big Uncle," she whispered in my ear so that her mother wouldn't hear."God I could do with a rest," said Trish. "I'll think I'll go up and have a nap." Right sis," I said, "I'll best be on my way." No, no, stay and keep El amused."See you have to keep me amused," said El when her mother had disappeared upstairs."Yes my niece," I said very seriously."Oh uncle you are funny," she said and she moved about.