‘Do what I do best,’ she said to herself, chanting back Jarrod’s words. ‘Jarrod can be a bastard, but he can be so right at the same time.’ ...*********** Tracey was surprised to find out how easily the dropping of Jarrod’s name would get her invited to Ethan’s study at the manse. On a Friday afternoon she parked her car on the street, a block away. It was best to keep such matters private. After a check of her makeup and hair in the rear-view mirror, she reached inside her coat and sprayed a. Taking the lube i pour some over Lindys hand and i say try and get your hand inside her but go slow.i can see how she pull her hand back make her hand as small as possible and move forward she puts some pressure and het whole hand moves inside my wife's pussy.I know my wife always talked about getting fisted but my hand are to big but with Lindy with smaller hand are right inside her wet pussy.I pour some more lube on her hand and say ok now give it to her Lindy grabs hold of her ass and start. With ass cheeks just wobbling.Turning me on but kept my composure and still admired. im wearing long silky shorts, tank top, shoes/no socks. We started to jogging and chatted about things, sports, sex, ect, about a mile down approx. he said thru here um going ok? sliding slight hill but not bad and there was a huge field shape almost like a bean shape but nice. I followed that ass jiggling and went around a corner a bit a my eyes popped out and looked at "Joe" and did this vanna white thing a. So we took the search warrant and headed out.When we arrived at his house there was a car in the drive. It was 10PM so odds seemed to favor us that he was home. Jakes said, "This is the guy who was mentioned by the man who punched you. You missed it, but Flatiron got him to give up the name, but they didn't arrest him right away." Why not," I asked."He needs something to corroborate the guys testimony. Juries need something to prove the guy who got caught isn't just settling old scores." Jake.