Soon I was meeting each thrust at every turn. My ass and hips moved smoothly up and down Jim’s cock. I was not very experienced but I knew Jim was r...ady to explode and just could not hold it any longer, he shot his semen deep into my pussy at the same time I was having an orgasm. We had gone without sex for so long we continued to thrust our hips upward and downward to meet each other. We just kept fucking in a dance of intense love, both are bodies were in perfect rhythm as we made love. In addition, regarding the evidence, that the blood splatter would still be evident on the clothes if they were removed carefully and hung on clothes hooks, and there would be adequate testimony of the results from reliable witnesses, such as Constable Coker, Gus the barber and the doctor himself as to the validity of my testimony of the event.There were bound to be suitable clothes in the wardrobe and clothing hooks aplenty, he suggested. And the detectives, he said, far more wisely than I had. Honey ... to draw in the shuckersh."Laymon and Hutson had spent the first two nights getting completely wasted. Tonight they were trying to pluck up enough courage to cross number three off the list."Look at thish plaish," the Irishman said with an expansive sweep of his arm. Laymon caught the empty pint glass before it hit the floor. "Yoo got all theshe coffee — feckin' let'sh be honesht about it — dope shopsh and where are they?"The Irishman fixed them with a mad eye. Hutson sincerely hoped. I’m Gabrielle Lamont,” she said, holding out her hand.I shook it and returned her smile. “What made you pick me?” I wondered.“Well, you’re easy to spot,” she grinned, “and I saw you moving toward the front of the pack, so I decided to follow you. It took me a few minutes to catch up to you through the crowd, but once I did, I realized you were running the perfect pace for me.”“Glad to be of assistance,” I grinned. “Now, let’s look for a place to stretch out.”“Over here,” she suggested, pointing.