There's not a mark on her other than some major inflammation of the labia." So she had sex tonight." Would appear so and pretty rough by the look of i.... However, I'll have to get her back to the lab for an autopsy to be sure. I think we can rule out suicide," he said with a bit of irony, observing the crumpled, virtually nude position of the corpse."How about T.O.D.?" Well, it's strange, body temp tells me at least six to seven hours, but..." But what?" asked Cassi."There's no sign of. ..it smelled so good that I buried my face in her ass again and sniffed!!. She gave out a sexual hmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!...I started stroking my penis and while sniffing her asshole and blew a good load with a grunt and inhaling the scent of her asshole. She stayed bent all the way and was enjoying the moment. I knelt on the floor and lifted her sari and parted her bum cheeks and stuck my nose deep in her exposed asshole and sniffed away and started stroking my cock until I jerked off again and she. “Jon...”Just then her phone buzzed. She shouldn’t even look at it but she had to know. If this was from ‘Them’, then it wasn’t her son blackmailing her. She looked down. It was a message from ‘Them’. It read:You will not goback on what you told Jon last night. Remember it wasyour idea. Remember you want to do this. Now act like it. What would the authoritiesthink of those pictures of you and Jon in his bedroom?She was torn with guilt and her feelings. She was turned on by the thought of those. The last few weeks I could not help but feel the sexual tension building between us. I tried to put it out of my mind. I wasn't doing a very good job of that when moments like this morning continued to happen. It was like Missy was flaunting her sex in my face, daring me to do something. She was of age now in her 20's. Her mother had left us years ago, finding someone else and moving to the neighboring city 100 miles away. We kept in touch, still on a friendly basis. Missy would spend time.