‘This crime is a sham,’ Angus concluded, his eyes sweeping over the room again. ‘I was thinking the same thing,’ Cruz assented. ‘We’re go...ng to handle this like we would any other high profile homicide case.’ Angus turned to Baxter, his blood splatter expert, ‘what do you see?’ ‘I see a lot of chaos, the layout of the blood seems more deliberate.’ He looked at the ceiling than began to take pictures of the blood streaks. ‘I need a lot of pictures,’ Angus said. ‘You see something don’t you,’. I had never seen a man peeing before, not even my husband. He always did it in his privacy.It was a terrific view. I felt my cunt twitching with illimitable thrill. I felt like asking him to pee over my naked body, over my face, over my cunt and everywhere. I shook my head with disgust. I could not believe, that I was actually thinking of drinking my son’s pee. ‘Holy shit! What’s happening to me?” I thought.Rahul was finished pissing. He had been continuously watching me with his wicked grin.. Reaching down, I pull his head tighter against me as my sweet nectar begins to trickle from my honey pot. Randy moans out as the first trickle touches his lips. His tongue finds my G-spot, swirling around it as I move one hand to my breast. I pinch and pull my nipple as Randy tongues my slit and rubs my clit. My back arches as I reach my climax. ‘Oh God Randy, I’m cuming!’ His tongue pushes deeper into my honey pot, licking up my nectar. There is so much that it flows onto the bed sheet and. When she was bullied, he was the hero. When she is sad, he is her clown. Jessica wanted Alex to be her first for many things. She watched Alex grow from the boy into a man, while Jessica was still a girl. She waited her time, saving herself for him. When she turned 18 she knew what she wanted, to finally kiss the boy and the man she had loved. Alex was 28 at the time and would often visit where the restaurant where Jessica worked. He would always sit in her section and always tipped generous.