I had been to one of these evenings so Pia often pestered me with questions about what had happened and what I had done there. After a couple of minut...s of questioning I simply said to her ‘why don’t you come along Pia and find out for yourself what happens?’ That suggestion made her stop and pause! But after a minute of thinking she replied ’OK, I would like to try that’. ‘Why don’t you come with me next Tuesday night then to Candy Girls?’ Pia again paused, obviously thinking about the. I felt my cock start to get hard."You want to..." I replied."I want to fuck you," she said and I knew exactly what she meant.I did my best not to speed on the ride home. It was hard considering howexcited I was. When we got to the house we both ran inside and the tothe MAU."Me first!" I exclaimed, getting into the living room before Noelle."Ok, but I get to pick the body! Close your eyes, no peeking!" she saidand ran over to the panel. I turned my back and shut my eyes.A moment later I heard. There was no longer any doubt about M. Fauville's share in his own death. But of what did that share consist? What part had he played in the tragedy of hatred and murder? Had he played that part, which ended in the sacrifice of his life, voluntarily or under compulsion? Who, when all was said and done, had served as his accomplice or his executioner?All these questions came crowding upon the minds of M. Desmalions and the others. They thought of nothing but of how to solve them, and Don Luis. I tongued her ear, sucked her lobe, kissed her deeply. Her legs shuffled apart. I moved over her. “Again,” she said softly. “One last time.” I said. Moaning, I slipped my rock hard cock into her cunt. Radha gasped as the huge heat of my erection entered her flesh, pushing and tunneling and plowing in deeper and deeper, making her back camber under me. She wound her legs around my thighs as I started fucking her gently with long, smooth, unhurried thrusts. We were lying with their heads at the.