“You can’t fucking compete, old man.” Brock sneered as he left the tent. Yavara walked by me with a devilish smile spread across her face. She g...ve me a soft slap on the ass before walking away, turning her head to the side to see if I was looking. I was. Yavara still wore the she-orc clothing that Brock had given her, and from this angle, I was glad that he did. The chest strap hugged against her muscled back, and the thong disappeared between her full, bronze cheeks. Every step she took was a. " "Wow!" said Ben. "What husband can refuse being deep throated by his wife on his wedding night?" "This wife is very glad to do it for you, hubby," I said smiling up at Ben. He placed his hands on the back of my head and smiled widely, as I opened my mouth wide to take his big hard cock between my lips. I had gotten good at deep throating Brett in the pool house, every day. I loved having him put his hands behind the back of my head and making me swallow his cock like a good little slut. He. He put down the copy of evidence on Mark's table and slowly started walking out of the place. “Detective, I have one last question.” Mark turned towards Frank, who was almost at the doorstep. “Yes, Mark. How can I help you?” Frank asked, folding his glasses neatly back to their case and slipping it into his bag. “You said Jack died an unfortunate death too, what happened to him?” Mark said as he sat down on the couch, flipping aimlessly through the papers kept on his center table. “He was. Karen declined to take me to the airport, citing having too much to do today. No specifics, just had a busy schedule. Karen joined me at the kitchen table fully dressed, hair and makeup flawless. I looked at her with love and told her that she looked especially beautiful for such an early morning time. She usually stays in her robe and slippers until mid-morning. The cab was due in 15 minutes. It was eight o’clock when my cell rang with the tone I selected for my boss, Brian. Wondering what was.