‘Do you have women too?’ ‘Yes, if I find the right one. Do you mind?’ ‘It’s nothing to do with me,’ he said. ‘Of course if you found t...e right one you could always give her a key.’ For a moment Marsha’s eyes were downcast. ‘Ah,’ he said. ‘There is one isn’t there. Won’t she mind?’ ‘There’s not a lot she can do.’ ‘Why not?’ There was a long pause and then she stepped forward and kissed him, holding his caged cock in her hand. ‘You’d have found out eventually I suppose,’ she said. ‘She can’t. He was about to call out when their lips met.At first, Alan was surprised, almost to the point of pulling back, but then he felt it. Felt her.He leant in for a hug, and the couple kissed like they'd never kissed before. It felt like an eternity, and was over far, far too quickly. Her hand was on his face again, and he reached for it like a drowning man reaches for a life boat, then grasped it firmly, almost desperately.'That was some kiss,' Julie said.'Y-yeah.''You look calmer now.''Yeah.'She. Please tell me the body hasn't been moved yet."Mark gave a quick shake of his head, "Sorry, boss. The body's been gone since yesterday. No one suspected foul play until the autopsy this morning. If it's any consolation, the CME's livid. He's threatening to fire the poor schmucks who collected the body and didn't notice that he was a gallon or so short and had a broken neck. Although in their defense, there's no sign of forced entry and no sign of a struggle. The whole place is meticulously. "I want you to kneel on top of the edge of the bed. Don't worry I'll be behind you," he whispers. Following his request, I sigh as I feel is hands pinching my nipples. I grab at his belt, but he pushes my hand away. "Not now baby....soon..." His hands roam all over my body, as his lips memorize mine. Slowly he sucks on my tongue, and I push myself against him. He returns the gesture, teasing me with his manhood. "Please. I need to feel you in me. You are driving me wild." He fingers me to tame.