I was sure my desk drawers were always locked and secured before I left my work station and I couldn't understand what might have spilled on my pantyh...se. I couldn't put the runner pantyhose back on so I had to endure the ooze against my tender quim. I lifted my skirt and examined the wet patch in the crotch of my hose. It was a silvery stain and I rubbed a finger in it and bought to my nose.The unmistakeable musky smell of semen assaulted my senses!"Fuck! Fucking pigs!" I was acutely aware. My built up pleasure came crashing down as I came, flooding his mouth with my juices. By the sporadic nature of his tongue, it was evident that he had begun to cum as well. His grunt and the moan from Amy’s mouth covering his dick confirmed it. As everyone slowed their movements to a stop, Amy lifted her mouth off of Peter’s cock. She moved to Sara and kissed her once again, this time exchanging Pete’s cum with her. They both moaned as they swapped the fluid between their mouths. Peter. I just put allof the clues together and reached the only conclusion." Clues? What clues?" I was wracking my brain for an occasion where Imight have slipped up but none came to mind."You want the full list? Okay, here goes. When we were dating, we wentto the cinema. You suggested that we watch 'Prescilla, Queen of theDesert'. Afterwards, I said to you, 'You have great cheekbones, youknow. I think you'd look good in drag.' I thought you'd laugh, butinstead you blushed deeply, then changed the. The man in the chair was nearing seventy and not in the best of health. His hands, which rested on the chair arms, were palsied. His head and shoulders hung in a perpetual stoop. His gaze was downward and did not vary. He seemed unaware of their presence."Elijah..." her voice raised a bit, "Elijah darling, we have company."His head slowly lifted to face them, but the eyes were dulled."This is Mrs. Willis. She and her husband were robbed and her husband was wounded. Mrs. Willis will be staying a.