It didn?t take him long before hespurted his cum into my throat with me half swallowing andhalf leaking his seed down my chin to combine with thepuddl... under me. He pulled out wiping his cock on my hairand tucking himself in zipped up his pants. "And," he started, "if you?re thinking of going tothe cops, you might want to take a look at these." He spread out computer prints of some of the picturesthat he had been taking throughout my being assaulted. Theywere quite clear but didn?t show any of. Mike had done some research before he had ripped off Tony Leonardo and he had located a man named Harold Brown who could produce good quality counterfeit identity documents. Harold had agreed to provide Michele with a passport and a driver's licence in the name of 'Michele Nylons' using a fake address. Michele was having her picture taken so that the documents could be prepared and be ready in about five days as promised by Harold. Michele wanted to get out of the country as fast as she. Fay was wandering around the apartment, the baby in her arms. She said that it felt good to be home.I made us a drink, Fay did not drink much, I made hers with half the bourbon I put in mine.Fay grinned and said " You know that if I drink alcohol it goes right to my milk don't you. I said " Let the little one get drunk then".We sat on the couch in total contentment, she had the baby in her arms and snuggled herself up to me.I told Fay that I thought that her mother had not been sincere when she. After a bit, she lessened her suction AMD only kept a light touch. It was a nice change, Cris thought. He wondered if she would keep it up for long.As if in answer, she let his cock slip out of her mouth and softly crawled up his body and kissed his lips. He could taste the faint saltiness of his skin on her lips, but he didn’t mind.“Thanks, Babe! That was so awesome!” he whispered as she broke the kiss.“You act like I’m done,” she smiled as she carefully wiggled one leg down between Cris and.