It wasn't an impossibility, but he knew that getting DNA into CODIS was difficult due to a backlog that could take months if not years to unclog.So he...was stuck with two Jane Does, no eye witnesses at either crime scene, no evidence. No nothing.Frustration flowed through Nick and he took a last deep drag off the cigarette he was smoking. So much for trying to quit this month he thought. It wasn't going to happen. He dropped it onto the cement and ground it out with his foot. He had been sitting. You lent over so you can feel how wet I am now for you. Once your dick was rock hard, you dropped to the floor and ate my pussy deep and rough, making me orgasm there and then, once you were satisfied with that you got up and sat in on the chair in the corner, I then sat on top of you facing you, I sit up and I slide you hard rod inside my tight wet pussy and ram myself of you, sending my body into a shake. As I bounce up and down on your rod, you kissed me deep and passionately, this told me. I was kissing her neck and feeling her nice tits, as Ana was stroking my dick to get it hard…In the middle of this heating moment, there was a knock on the door; so I got up and opened it slightly as not to reveal my rock hard cock to the guy standing there outside with the tray.It was the same barman we had been chatting with downstairs.He came in with a tray carrying our drinks, as I stepped aside, trying to cover my massive erection. The guy then saw my sexy wife lying on the bed, with her. . bitch!” panted Ms. Petrov as she flipped us over, straddling my waist. Her pussy rubbed into my stomach, cuntlips shaved and wet. My futa-cock nudged her rump while my ass rubbed into the floor. The pain surged through me.“You’re a cunt!” I hissed and bucked, rolling her off of me and ending up on her. I fought to grab her hands. “Not your ... whipping bitch!”“You are ... my slave!”“That’s my mother!” I hissed, grabbing her wrist and pinning them over her head. I was younger than her by more.