"Awesome! That would be so cool, do you think Sally and her mum can come as well?" asked Claire."I will give Sally's mum a call and see," replied Clai...e's mum."This is going to be so cool, I can't wait till tomorrow," said Claire as she let out another loose smelly fart.The next morning Sally and her mother arrived at the Bishop household, the mothers then proceeded to get the girls ready for the mall by smearing large loads of their poo all over the girls faces, making sure it was thick and. I took my shoes off quietly and moved to the slightly open door – they were certainly having a good time! She was about the same height as me, and remarkably, wearing an identical outfit. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist and she was bent over the large desk, and his trousers and pants were round his ankles as he fucked her – she was squealing with delight and he was groaning that he was about to cum in her – she begged him to fill her cunt. I watched in fascination, and slipped my fingers. Then, it was over to her niece's building to secure the signed statement from the neighbor that she had seen a large Oriental gentleman fitting Mister Han's description get into a Black Bentley with a license plate that ended in HAN. It was still circumstantial but cases had been won with far less than that. She had fingerprints, motive, an eye witness and the fact that Mister Han was a person of immense strength and dexterity. She also had irrefutable DNA evidence that Mister Han had been in. But first mean more to you than to me." I just don't want it to hurt." She shook her hair out - a nervous habit for her. "I don't care about the rest." It won't hurt." I promised. I kissed her lips and swore to myself I'd make that true. "It won't hurt at all." I took a long time kissing her and caressing her boobs. We made out a lot and gone as far as given each other hand jobs. But she wouldn't let me go down on her and she flat refused to blow me. I got her skirt up to her waist, my hand.