"We don't need these; we have enough secretions on your panties to do the job," the CSI specialist had said rather coldly. "Your husband and daughter ...re waiting outside and they've bought you some clothes," she said a little more sympathy in her voice. "Look I know it's late and you are tired and sore and want to go home but its best if the detectives talk to you while the incident is fresh in your mind," she went on. "No! Tomorrow! I can't do it tonight!" Michele insisted. "Ok detectives. OMFG I had made a huge mistake coming here and I went to leave but he grabbed my arm spun me around and slapped my face hard I was shocked and was scared too "Get down on your knees BITCH and suck this dick!" He demanded I didn't want another slap or maybe a punch so I did as I was told...He took the back of my hair in one of his hands and with the other he guided his big black member to my pink lips I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock in it tasted salty and musky and I gagged a little as. "Yeah, it's not ideal, but it's the only room in the house with good lighting, so here it is." She looked back at him. "I've got some suggestions. Come and have a look."He walked around the table and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, looking at the colour sketches of the various rooms. He was conscious of her perfume, or was it her shampoo. Whichever one, it was very appealing. He struggled to concentrate on the drawings. She was a skilled artist, and he could easily visualize each room and. Once my thoughts touched on Candy, they seemed to get hooked. Her face hovered before me in my imagination. I could see her sweet, innocent smile contradicting with the anything but innocent look in her deep, blue eyes. I could see her small, firm breasts with her petite little nipples outlined against her tee-shirt, her exposed thighs and black briefs as she sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.I started to speculate about her boyfriend. I knew she had one because my sister, the ever.