Adjusting her head on the pillow, she smiled at the man sleeping next to her, watching his chest rise and fall as he slept deeply. Reaching out her ha...d, she placed the tips of her fingers on his chest and gently ran them down to his stomach, making him stir. He sighed softly and she knew he was slowly waking up. She lifted the sheet that covered them both and scooted underneath, kissing his lower stomach gently, pressing her lips to his navel, her hand grazing his cock that had already started. Sam lifted herself off my rapidly shriveling penis, briefly adjusted the chiffon fabric dress that had started all of this, leant forward took me in her mouth and cleaned me with a rapid touch of her tongue and lips, then zipped me back into decency. She then leaned forward and kissed me full on the lips. A big wet, slobbery, luscious full on the mouth kiss. For the first time ever I tasted my salty cum, Pam would never have done this. Staid Pam would never eat me to the point of cumming. I. And a splash of perfume. I am ready. I heard about a pool party not too far away. There should be a nice selection there. And indeed there is. But there is one man who stands apart from the crowd. At first, I watch him quietly. Then, I begin staring at him lustfully. His thick blond hair is neither too long nor too short. His corner-of-the-mouth smile looks just a tad mischievous. His warm green eyes are gazing back at me. And oooh, his chiseled body. I lower the lids of my big, brown eyes and. I felt confident about getting a handle on the villain. The problem was how to find him. I needed more information, so mulling over what I had brought me nowhere. I added somewhat to my information when I called Eileen Brainerd in Seattle, mostly concerning the victim found recently having a similar MO as the Jane Doe in Reno. She wouldn't tell me about Vy's clothing, supporting the Eugene Police's need for concealment of details. But the disappearance of a woman in Olympia interested her, and.