Jerry was tired when home from work and went to bed, again without dinner. Esther was disappointed that she couldn’t seduce Jerry. Sandy came home...and saw that her mother had been crying. She asked, “What’s wrong mom, you seem to be crying a lot lately?” Esther said, “It’s nothing, sweetie, I’ve just been depressed lately. It will pass. I have dinner ready, it may need to be reheated since your father was tired and went to bed right after getting home.” She and Sandy reheated the meal. The other guy, Danny moved behind her. His hands moved up and down her body as he felt every inch of her. She felt his already hard cock as it pushed against her ass. His hands moved around her after a moment and she felt them slide underneath her skirt. His fingers ran across her damp panties and he groaned a little.Danny’s hyena laugh broke the silence. "Damn Mike, this bitch is so wet."Mike finally broke their kiss and pulled away to look at her. “Is that so?” Is your pussy already wet?” His. He quickly realised that the detective must have found his notebook, as the detail he was aware of could only have come from that. He admitted to himself that MacIntosh was skilled in his interrogation, but he wasn't a match intellectually for Kenny's own brain capacity. He stuck rigidly to his previous story - that his notebook contained ideas for a novel that he wanted to write.This time it was clear that the police had somehow managed to get some of the girls to make a statement against him. ” She didn’t even hesitate; she got on her knees and lifted her ass high in the air. The man got on the bed behind her, spit on his fingers and forced two of them into her dark hole. She yelped a little and whimpered about the pain, he just jammed the fingers deeper, “Stop your whining, bitch, you said you wanted to be fucked by a real man, and this real man is going to tear that asshole up.” She began to try to pull away tand yelled painfully again as the big man curled his fingers in her ass.