They had set up a nice photo chart of the victims and their prime suspects and it all began to look like there was a definite mob connection to each m...rder and that there was a pattern of control that pointed at an unknown coordinator either high up in the police ranks or a member of the civilian political management at city hall. It was beginning to look more suspicious with regard to Uncle Joe’s involvement in all of this right from the start of the entire dirty affair.Right from the start, I. When she was done she straightened her hair and tried to make it look like she didn't just get fucked.When she was done I said, "Hey Mom, why aren't you outside?" Ahhh... God, Eric you scared me. I had to pee and wanted to fix my hair a bit." Oh okay, so what was Burton doing in here?" I had an advantage and wanted to use it. I was going to use what I saw to blackmail my mom."What do you mean, honey?" You could see the fear in her eyes."Oh, I saw George Burton leaving and thought he wanted. This time, Michael slid one finger in between the lips of her pussy, running it from the bottom all the way up to her clit, sending jolts of electricity up her spine. She moaned softly and pushed against him, wanting him to finger her, wanting to cum all over his hand. He pulled his face away from her neck for a moment and smiled at her. "I love you, angel, but you have to wait until we get home." She narrowed her eyes at him playfully as her own hand stole over to his lap, rubbing the bulge in. In her hand was one of mynew dresses from the other day. Not only had she picked that out for mebut on the bed was my plain white panties and the most padded of mypadded bras which was also white. I much preferred my colorful pantiesbut I said not a word as I slid them in under my nightgown and goteverything situated. I put the bra on and Aunt Sharon complimented me howwell I did that now and the ease I hooked it behind my back. She didlaugh though telling me it got tougher when it wasn't.