She was gazing at the large curved barbell in his Prince Albert piercing. I guess she always wondered about it from all the stories I’ve shared with...her, and the excitement on her face was obvious. She continued to suck and lick his shaved sack until she had worked him to a full erection with her hand. Then she knelt higher to kiss and lick his piercing. I could see the pre-cum glistening on the end of his cock, and she delighted in licking it off his stainless-steel barbell. Gibson was. The bare trees outside, as black as the gothic looking stone the building was made out of, did nothing to ease her worries. There was always something odd about this place, she remembered it freaking her out when she was younger and it still had a bit of a hold over her now.Ancient burial sites, unexplained deaths, missing people; this place had it all. But that was mostly just kids’ stories, trying to scare each other and coming up with any old crap. She was old enough now to know better. Not. After a few seconds, he realized I wasn’t about to move and said, ‘What are you doing? Why did you stop?’ I gave his nipple a quick lick, making him gasp again, and said, ‘Because I like watching your face.’ And watch it I did. For the next few minutes, I watched his expression move from being mildly distracted to tortured to hungry. He suddenly jerked his head up, catching my nipple in his mouth and biting down to keep me from pulling away. ‘Fuck me,’ he said, my nipple still between his. “But they didn’t obstruct justice,” I told him. “They preserved the data in those servers and left behind a watchdog program to tell them who accessed the data so they could continue to follow the investigation.”“I hadn’t told you that,” he pointed out to me. “So you know who the hacker is.”“I didn’t say that,” I argued. “I was sent a copy of the footage and the login of the person that deliberately erased YOUR copy. So in effect, the hacker has handed you a criminal case on a silver platter,.