" Bullshit. I built that tower to last, you can fire that big gun until the barrel melted, and it would still stand," Mike said as he took a sip of hi... brandy."Mike, it's not made with real concrete," I replied."Yes, it is. It's just old-fashioned concrete. But there is stuff still standing, on Earth, that was built thousands of years ago made from the stuff. So don't knock my tower out there," he said and stood up. "With that, I want to say thank you for dinner, it was great; but I'm going to. .." His voice trailed off as he felt their slimy appearance. he then called for an evidence bag and dropped it in. He left immediately to find a bathroom to wash his hand's.More cops arrived and along with them the news caravan. Cameras and lights appeared as the news people started to film. One real cute blond was in front of a camera saying something. Cops had lined people up and were swabbing for DNA samples. Crack pipes had also been found and cops hated crack. They wanted to know just who. Then he said goodnight and went to wash up and undress. Leaving the bedroom door open in case Evan should need anything during the night, he got into bed and fell asleep quickly, tired from the stressful evening. Some time later, he was awakened by an unfamiliar noise. It was not coming from anywhere in the bedroom. He glanced at the clock; it read 3:45. He went into the living room in search of the sound. There he saw bedding from the couch scattered on the floor, flung there by the flailing. I pulled her robe open and quickly slid my fingers into her moist warm pussy. She was ready for me and I didn't have time to waste. I grab her breast in one hand and used the other hand to rub her pussy softly.Mrs. Patterson moaned, overwhelmed as I stimulated her body and led her backwards into her house. She had bought new furniture since the last time I had cleaned her house, but I quickly picked a couch to turn her around and bend her over. After spitting in my hand and rubbing it against.