...I started to wank in front of her and she stood and started feeling her tits and playing with her nipples. Then her hand slid down to her pussy and...she started to play with it, she poked a finger inside her and she pulled it out and gave it to me to suck off her juices, oh man my cock was throbbing.She knelt down and took my cock in her hand and stared at it studying every vein every inch of it and then licked her lips and went down on me, we knew we were short on time but she needed fucking. Cock in her ... soooo bad. Dad, I believe mom ... loves you. And not just because of what you have done for us.” She hugged him and said. “Oh Dad, I’m sorry for telling you this, but I didn’t know how to relate to you how she feels about you. Please don’t feel bad about her ... please?”Wow! That took Tom back. He just held her tight, digesting what Susan had just told him. “Honey, I could never feel bad toward your mom. In lieu of what you said, I am most ... flattered. I promise I won’t say. He placed a short clip chain between the cuffs and showed Yvette how the cuffs secured her hands in front. He unclipped them, walked around Yvette, pulled her wrists behind her and re-clipped them. He returned to her front. ‘Before we look at neck collars, let’s get you stripped for action.’ Yvette glanced backward at her arms and looked back at Karl as if to remind him that she couldn’t remove her clothes with her wristed cuffed behind her. Karl picked up a pair of fabric shears, pulled down. "Now there are only four persons," he continued, "who can have noticed this fall when it happened, picked up the turquoise and, in order to compromise the new adversary that I was, slipped it into the safe. The first of those four persons is one of your detectives, Sergeant Mazeroux, of whom we will not speak. The second is dead: I refer to M. Fauville. We will not speak of him. The third is Silvestre, the manservant. I should like to say a few words to him. I shall not take long."Silvestre's.