Flashbacks of all the times I’d masturbated to the thought of him were flickering through my head. Real life was so physical. So irreversible. So be...utiful. He shifted, one hand covering mine to guide his throbbing cock to my entrance. It nudged against my wet snatch as his fingers grazed my clit. I wondered how long I could stay on the dreamlike edge of pleasure. Every movement felt like it might tip me over the precipice.He pushed. Put his hands on my waist and pulled me down, making me take. As soon as we had completed the framework she kissed me. It started out as just a kiss in celebration but it morphed into an announcement of sorts. I backed away from it and she began to apologize but I stopped her with the exact same kiss and she followed that one up with a definitely passionate kiss. An intercom message scared us apart. We were summoned to a meeting with our bosses. In their office they asked us if four weeks would be enough for us. Before I told them we were done Marcie. "There appears to have been a rash of murders on Sunday night in the Forebush neighborhood. Four houses were burned in what is believed to have been arson. Two women appeared to have been murdered before the fires were set, but two others died as a result of the fires. One of the victims lived long enough, though she was horribly burned, to tell us that she had been tortured by her pet and left to die in the fire that was set by another slave."This victim said that there were three escaping. She gazed the Latin’s body, which was pretty much fit even for his age. She licked her lips as she watched Ramon’s faces of sexual gratification during the coitus. “Billie… Honey… Ahhhh!” “Ohhhh! Ramon! Yeahhhhhh!” It was just the ‘preliminary card’ and the event was already pleasurable for the couple. For a moment, they forgot they had a dildo to us and went to what nature gave to them. They loved each other and nothing was about to stop their fun or even could, because sex was the thing they.