Football and baseball trophies crowded a dresser top. A few bats leaned in a corner. His bed was unmade and small. I sat on it, my naked ass finding c...mfort on his sheets. Watching him digging through a chest of drawers, I laid back on his pillow, taking in the scent of his blanket. My pussy was still soaking wet. I watched his ceiling fan whir as my fingers found their way between my legs, one of the three lightbulbs was burned out. Bobby busied himself, gathering clothes as I spread my legs. Maybe there might have been a witness. By the way, do we have any information on the male victim?" I asked Bobbie."His name is Tony Williams, early forties, married and works at the same insurance office," replied Bobbie.Since Mark's mom had temporary custody of the kids she was allowed to keep them till this case was over. Susan's parents really didn't want anything to do with them.The next day Bobbie came in with all the pictures. Mark had a digital camera with over a hundred pictures on it.. Aakash was stroking my hairs and moaning with pleasure. I asked him, “Are you having a good time?” He said, “Fuck, yeah. You are a great cocksucker. Now get up and move in the last stall to complete the job”. Hearing this, I stood up and turned towards the stall. But he groped my boobs from behind and said, “Leave your top here, we don’t need it anymore”. I turned around to say something, only to realize that he had already removed half of my top. I wasn’t wearing any bra, so my firm boobs were. Sandy was nowhere to be seen. We had a drink and Alan then said that lunch was ready. Instead of going into the dining room, he ushered me to the front door. As he opened it he pointed to the detached double garage and I saw it had a small apartment on the top, with an iron staircase to the side. Off you go he said. I knocked at the door at the top of the stairs and Sandy called ‘come in Peter, the door’s open.’ What I saw simply took my breath away… Sandy stood there in a green sleeveless.