Tony nodded."Can you tell us what led you to suspect these men?" she asked. Her partner was furiously scribbling notes despite the fact that there was...a recorder on the table.Tony admitted he hadn't recovered all of his memory, but indicated he had noticed a number of odd transactions that raised his interest. When, on a hunch, he followed the trail of one transaction, he saw a number of irregularities and that opened what he described as "a whole can of worms."He spent over two hours with the. That drink would probably be the only one she would accept that night. Mike carried the drinks out to the living room where Emily was looking quite cozy on the corner of the couch. So cozy in fact, it appeared she was asleep. "Well damn" he thought as he set the drinks down on the coffee table. "Oh well, she's had a long day. I'll let her rest while I sip my drink and maybe watch some TV." As he reached for the TV remote that was on the coffee table, he brushed against her purse and it fell. It had been so long. Furiously, he pumped in and out of her. At one point he thought he caught glimpse of someone moving around on the upper level, but he was so excited he didn't care if an army of people were around. Moaning loudly, Sandy came just an instant before Joe erupted inside her. Collapsing against her, he kissed her neck. After lingering there for a moment, the two of them hurriedly got their pants back up, looking around as they did so. Hopping into the car, they drove off to. Big Shot sat wide-eyed, as stiff as a stripper’s pole.Getting under the warm water of the shower, I rinsed off all the hard work of the day.“Who’s the cheating bastard?” I asked her. Washing between my legs, I inadvertently touched my still engorged clit, sending pleasure waves through my pussy. My knees wobbled as I increased the friction on my pleasure knob and sticking my fingers into my wet cunny.Then she told me.“Jesus H Christ!” I stammered, two fingers frozen in my cunt. This was no.