"Hmm, I'll have to think about that. There has to be a way. I think you could understand what I am doing, Michelle, if I let you in. It would be thril...ing to be able to share with you my work. You have such a wonderfully clinical mind. But I must let you go, Michelle. Your dear detective is coming towards you. I will contact you again." He giggled. "These little conversations are so enjoyable. I can't wait to speak to you face to face."He hung up before Michelle could say anything else.She. I was going to befucked more --much more-- and it would feel better if I liked it.After cleaning myself (it took a while to get the spunk out of my ass) Ispend the day making myself pretty and flicking my clitty while thinkingabout Richard. If I was aroused, I'd like the sex more. I was beingcompletely rational.Richard returned earlier, with a bloodied bandage on his arm.I didn't have to pretend to be worried. What would have happened to me,if he had been killed? "Are you alright, master?" Oh,. Somehow, that fact did not surprise Blake; in the short time that he had come to know the late pilot, the researcher had been impressed by the strength of his convictions and the unwavering sense of responsibility. And now, more than ever, they stood emphasized.As is the nature of any living creature when its survival is under threat, Blake's instincts took over. There was no time to grieve, no time to dedicate. The ground would kiss them in a few minute's time - and unless they were prepared. There are only a few strokes before he grunts and you feel his hot cum filling your pussy. You glance in the mirror to see him turn away, and the next in the line reach for your bum. You feel him slip straight in, right up to his balls. The other man's spunk making your pussy even wetter and easier to slide into.“Oh baby, I like a nice ‘airy cunt” he says, as he spreads your bum cheeks and slams his big cock into you. As fucks your poor pussy for all he's worth, a new man comes into the toilet..