He was able to observe his two ladies, at separate times, enjoy themselves. It made sense to me. Just thinking about that made me wetter. I knew it wa... time to shove my finger inside my body. I curled my middle finger into the opening to my wet slit, just enough for my fingertip to enter slightly. I looked at daddy as I slowly shoved my finger all the way inside, moaning as I did. Finally, after all this time, I could see the bulge in his pants start to form. It took him long enough to get. You need to shed some clothes, Mike." Tim could see Mike sweating in the elevated room temperature, his heavy shirt no longer necessary.Mike grunted. Until Tim had mentioned it, he hadn't noticed, being too preoccupied with the woman's distress to notice his own. He ditched his boots and peeled off the heavy shirt and T-shirt beneath then turned back toward the bed."Don't stop there," the woman's eyes were open and she was smiling at him.Mike gave her his best you-ain't-seen-nothing-yet smirk.. Ive gagged several times, but in the position Im in I cant take him in my throat like I would like. It doesnt matter, with a loud pop he pulls free of my mouth and another penis takes his place. Between my legs, I can feel the engorged head of yet another mans tool slide through my juices once, twice and then the glide of a hard, solid shaft as it pushes between my vaginal walls. Around the current penis fucking my mouth, I let loose a moan, I cant help it. This is what I have been waiting for. Major Welch had it all well documented. I put the report back in the inter-office pouch it came in.I opened the forensics pouch; there were several reports in it. The one on Caroline I returned to the pouch. I did not want or need to read any of the little details of what they had done to her.There were two pouches connected to the Johnson farm. I opened the one labeled Randolph Johnson first. I flipped by all the autopsy photos, and there were plenty. They had removed 24 bullets from.