She spread her legs wide. Kyle stared at her pussy, a few inches from his face. Her reddened curt lips were dripping with fire.She hulled them open, l...tting him see into her depths. "Wanta eat me?" God dam it, do I!" he answered, his eyes bugger out."Dive in, then."He eyed her gaping pussy lips for a few more seconds, licked his lips, then pushed his face right into her pulsing red snatch. He gave her cunt a moist, sloppy kiss, darted his tongue out, and started lapping her cream from her. Mayfield made an unprovoked attack on Randall Howard. Mr. Howard defended himself. The bartender had knowledge of the police's interest in Mr. Mayfield and seized the opportunity to secure the bloody rag. That's how it happened."Van Libber nodded."Well, rest assured that Mr. Mayfield is not walking free today," he said. "I impaneled a grand jury for the sole purpose of handing down an indictment against him in the sexual assault of Rebecca Graceton. I will unseal that indictment if Green. I absently stroked my cock.My eyes alternated between the three naked forms. Katie's pert breasts. Leah's full hips. Melinda's swollen pussy.They were slow and deliberate.Melinda's mouth fell open when Leah's mouth enveloped her clit. She thrust her hips forward into the brunette's mouth.Katie squeezed Melinda's breasts and pinched her nipples, causing her to cry out louder."That feels so fucking good," Melinda purred.Leah didn't respond, instead trying harder to make our wife cum."We going to. Oh there we go. Let me fold up this pocketknife and someone set this old whetstone up on the mantle – lord but I reckon I got that blade sharp enough. Too bad it ain’t tomato season. Just to slice one open. Yep. Just to slice one open. Let’s wipe a bit of the dust off. Let’s see. Should be around page…. not that one, not that one – dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-hm. Forgot it was this far back – oh that’s a good one – well they’re all good – depends on what the mood wants – okay here we go… the.