" Sighing she pulled a scroll, "This is an official case, an odd one that has never been solved, hell should have given it to you 100 years ago, oh we...l live and learn." Leaning close she whispered, "I'll be by in the next few days, Cynthia won't shut up about how much you filled her, I'm going to find out." Poof with that she was gone faster than a bad memory. Damn it! Now she'd gone and worked me all up and I had nowhere to relieve it! Thinking there had to be someone, sighing I realized no,. I quickly felt the head of his enormous cock run up and down over the crack of my ass. I had spread my legs far apart as I wanted his beautiful cock inside me. He said nothing to me as his hands cup my ass and gently slid the cheeks of my ass apart. My hands now were plastered to the ground to brace myself as my ass was up in the air. I then felt an enormous rush go through my body as he pushed his large beautiful manhood into me from behind. I tried not to cry out as he worked several inches. We’re trespassing. But the dude that told me about this place said there’s only one cop around this area and he’s a drunk. As long as we don’t set the place on fire we’re good.” “And what’s the story behind this place?” “Supposedly it used to be a whorehouse. The guy that ran the place got killed by some of the girls who got tired of him being dominant in ways they didn’t care for. The rumor is that he still haunts the place, looking for new girls to bring into his stable and. "What do you call him?" he asked Sarah, mindful of the comments about true names and common names that Matthew had made the previous year."I call him John," she said, blushing, "But it is not unusual for a baby's common name to change, especially in a situation like this."John blushed in turn, and said, "You know, I never knew what you called yourself, really. I just gave you a new name, and never thought to ask what to call you in private."Sarah smiled at him, and said, "Before we came here, I.