It was a young girl in this very same area. It wasn't a party this time, but it was still a young girl's murdered that got me started.I dialed Eddie's...cell. "Eddie let's meet somewhere for coffee. We need to talk." I said."Okay Sheriff, how about the Cafe on the Square?" he suggested. I would have countered with the Brit's pub, but I didn't want anyone to think we were drinking in the middle of the day.When I got to the cafe, Eddie was already seated with a cup of coffee. "So what can I do for. I couldnt work out why I cared, but I did. The piano bar you had suggested was really dark and quiet. There were only a couple of other customers in the place, down the far end of the bar. Id been sitting, waiting for 10 minutes already and I was nervous. I pulled at the hem of the dress Id worn, wondering again why Id worn something so short and tight when I wasnt planning on going home with you. Id promised myself that. The barman had given me a funny look when Id gone up and ordered a drink.. I lifted her small body on my hands outspread and took her in another room which was far from my room. I pressed Josna on the floor and lifted astride on her body and grabbed her breasts to squeeze. But she was impatiently moving her hands, so I took a piece of cloth and tied her hands with it.Now she winked at me and grimaced by stretching her tongue. I began so rude and lifted her frock upwards from her body and bared her breasts and then began to press and squeeze forcibly. Josna was just. “Agh-kh, ak...” Ava made gagging noises, even though she hardly needed to gag after years of training, because she knew the prince liked hearing it.“Good girl,” the prince moaned, pushing her head even deeper onto his cock, running his hand through her soft hair. He kept his cock buried deep in ava’s throat, enjoying the sensations of her tongue, which had never stopped caressing the underside of his shaft. After a while, he felt Ava’s hand softly pat his thigh, letting him know that she was.