Suddenly losing all inhibition I yelled “Sir, fuck me please!" I was rewarded with your cock back in my mouth and his forcefully in my cunt.Seeing ...ow excited I was Holly moved her hand down to rub my clit while Sir pounded the hell out of me. The only reason I wasn't screaming was that I had your cock farther down my throat than I ever thought was possible. As if the sex gods were smiling on us you came in my mouth at the exact moment that I came. It was a totally amazing moment and I shook. That had thrilled her almost as much as the passion in Nick's voice, his choking, straining lust for her.Brian entered tearing off his shirt, swearing, "This fucking heat, traffic jam on the highway. Sweating like a pig!"He stormed through the kitchen toward the bathroom, dropping his shirt on the floor.In the hall he said, "Got to see Clayton about the new billing system."Susie sipped her drink. Then she moved to the shirt and stepped on it. She carefully wiped the soles of her sandals on it,. ”Eamon looked at Emma in confusion. She grinned as shy a grin as she was capable of. “Well, I guess I did let him know you were here as soon as you accosted me in the quad.”Andrew said, “Oh, I suppose you were the, uh, person who cut me off coming into the parking area.”Eamon nodded glumly. “Yes, I’m that fucking idiot.”Andrew smiled happily. He leaned over and gave his daughter a kiss on the check. “Thank you, Emmy. That’s one of my favorite presents.” He returned to a more serious. I cranked up my prodigious computer and began to dig for information about Lindy Graham. After a couple of minutes looking at high school transcripts, IRS documents and lots of other stuff I shouldn’t have had access to, and shouldn’t have looked at if I did, I had my answer. Did I feel guilty about looking through her past? Nope. In the high school yearbook of the Ashland High School grizzlies, class of 1995, was a picture of the Varsity cheerleaders at a football game. At the top of the.