"Well, Art," Daniels began, "I'm starting to dig in to this Jones woman's murder, and a since I know you're pretty close with this Al Green, I thought...you might be able to help me out." OK, Jim, I'll help you in any way I can. What did you need to know?"Daniel was a little uncomfortable, but doggedly kept on. "Well, there's something strange here. First Green's brother gets knocked off, then the Jones woman is butchered on his doorstep. It seems like too much of a coincidence that Green doesn't. We told the salesman we were interested in a Mustang convertible. The salesman was a little chunky but pleasant enough looking. We went through the same process with copying the license. He too took us outside and told us he'd see us when we got back. I then asked him if he wanted to come.He said, "I really can't fit in the back."Marla chimed in, "No need to, I'll sit back there."She opened the driver's door, got in behind my seat and started to get comfortable. There wasn't very much room. I moan, a strangled sound, but you can tell I'm not close yet, and it's safe to continue....Cradling my balls in your hand, you stroke them lovingly, ignoring the man attached to them. The whole world is just you and the cock in your mouth. In the darkness it's easy to imagine I'm anybody, or nobody at all. This makes you even wetter and your other hand drifts down to your pussy, testing the warmth and moistness as you continue to bob, fucking the cock sitting in mid-air with your mouth and. Her flexing fingers milked at her hot delta of flesh, drawing waves of heat from her inner needs. She inserted a finger, then two, and worked them in and out, trying to console her agonized need. Then she began to walk them around inside herself. She began to mewl softly. Her other hand joined the first, rubbing at the frilly inner lips, teasing the bud which sent such intense chills and warm fires in her belly."I better see if she's okay." Nancy got up and walked to the closed bathroom door,.