She leaned back in her chair and unbuttoned another button on her blouse. “You learned a lot about sex didn’t you Albert,” she asked in a sultry...voice.“Yes, ma’am, I guess so.” “Have you had sex since you left the farm?”“Is this part of your questioning? What does my current sex life have to do with the case?”“It goes to prove that the activities on the farm have affected your mental status. It caused damages that may never be cured,” she said as professionally as she could. “I bet you have had. I got to the place and waited for her, she arrived there and I asked her to go for the coffee but she denied, then I asked her to drop her at her house on my bike and she said ok and I asked her address, it was samakhusi, I told her that I was hungry and took her to the nearby restaurant, I asked her to have something but she again denied, but I was really hungry so I ordered for 1 chicken chow mein, I took her to the room where there were no one.I was horny because of the previous act at the. I dance my way back up and lift my shirt off. Wearing no bra my breast pop out in front of you as you reach for them and begin to lick and suck my nipples, greedily like a young child. I begin to moan in delight. As I begin to dirty dance with my body against yours sliding my way down and than cupping my breast together and rub my hard nipples on your balls as I run my tongue up and down your shaft. I take hold of your cock and rub your head on my nipples poking my hard nipples in your penis. But Betsy could hear raspy breathing from across the murky room. With deep concern she turned on the light, expecting the worst.She had anticipated he'd be sprawled on the couch, half dead from a stroke or a heart attack. He'd sounded awful over the phone. But there he was, sitting up, his spine ramrod stiff as he stared straight ahead. His eyes were not only clear, but almost hypnotically so, like two deep blue pools.Looking right through Betsy as if she weren't there, he muttered, "I.