As I pinned her back to the wall, I began to finger her. Her pussy was so juicy, it was dripping all over my finger and soaking my jacket's sleeve. MJ...was trying her best to kept quiet but she couldn't hold it when you flick her clit a few times. She would squeal and hold her breath desperately trying to keep quiet. I had so much control sexually, it was turning me on so much. As things progressed, I couldn't hold it any longer. I shoved my hard cock deep inside MJ. She broke her silent and. " I'm not so sure, Sheriff. There's airplanes leaving here nine times a day. If he wanted to make tracks, it would have been easier to wipe the car clean right here, park it, and cab over to the airport and out. Maybe our man isn't finished with Twin Rivers. Maybe he likes our town. Hell, maybe he lives here, and knows he can't risk any further association with that car." You're dreamin' Sam. Charlotte-Mecklinberg promises me they'll go over the car with a fine-tooth comb, but so far, nothin'.". Oh, I forgot. I ran into Charlize Sanderson coming into the sporting-goods store where I got the cleats as we were paying. Oddly enough, she was getting new cleats, too.[Ms. Diary, I hadn’t mentioned this earlier, but Charlize and I were team members, along with Rhee, back in our early soccer days, but her family moved away after the second year that I played organized ball.]“What are you doing here, Charlize? That is, why are you here getting cleats rather than back home?”“I just couldn’t find. I didn't want us to regret anything later. But god, he felt so good leaning his whole body against me. Our hands had started travelling all over our torso's as our tongues fought wildly for dominance. Normally I'd have the guy flushed and whimpering against the wall by now, but it seemed I'd met my match. Fuck, this boy could make out. My head was spinning as I squeezed a hand full of his ass and pulled him even closer to me. I could feel his little buddy pushing into my thigh, which didn't.