'" She uttered another short, wicked giggle.I looked down at her and groaned. "Oh my God, yes!"Angela carried on. "That wouldn't bother you would it, ...oney? If me and my sexy playmate had a good, long chuckle about my limp-dick little hubby?" NO! It wouldn't bother me!" Wouldn't that be bitchy of me, lover?" she asked sweetly."Yes!" But you like me being a nasty little bitch, don't you?" Oh, Jesus, YES!" I wailed thinly.Angela tried another tack: "Of course, if I was going to be a real bitch,. One night I had slipped my hard dick into the legs of my Mom's hose she had placed jn the dirty cloths pile. The silky texture got me hard and excited. I had taken my cock out of my jeans and slipped my throbbing dick in to the legs and started to stroke myself. I only was able to stroke myself a half a dozen times when my cock exploded. At first the sensation startled me, later I stroked myself off into one of her bras and I was addicted to the feeling. Within just a few months I had began to. Even though she came twice on the vibrator, she was in need of a real cock to completely satisfy her. She looked at her bikini laying on the floor and thought about following her husband's suggestion from earlier. But first she decided to spy on the boys the way he had the previous day, so she went across the hall and into his office. She saw them huddled around Kyle looking at his phone again and got shivers when she realized they were probably looking at the video of her pleasuring herself. “Look Deputy Davenport I have no idea who or what he was. I didn’t even know his name until you told me just now. Sorry I can’t help you.” I said. “As you can see, I’m up to my ass in Catfish that I have to fillet. So if there is nothing else”“Actually I wanted to ask you what your sister’s relationship with Mr Summers might be?” she asked.“There is none that I know of,” I said.“It doesn’t make sense that a total stranger would walk up to you with a gun,” she said.“Like I said before I don’t.