We need to ask you a few questions." About what? I haven't been anywhere or done anything that I should be in trouble for!"He could hear fear in her v...ice. "Oh, no, Miss Delgado ... you're not in any kind of trouble. We need to ask you some questions about ... a personal item that was found that we think belongs to you. Could you please come to the door and identify it for us?"He heard her approach the door. He stood to one side so she couldn't see him by just cracking the door open. She opened. I'd do something for her. I told her I do anything. She quickly got up and locked the door and then she walked nervously towards me and raised her skirt then lowered her panties and stood near my face as she starting to slowly stroke my drooling cock. Marie told me that we didn't have alot of time and that she needed me to cum...the sooner the better. I pulled her body closer to my face and then I slid my tongue towards her pussy. Mmmmmm..her legs spread as I saw her pussy dripping too. I. Naturally, I started doing it myself. Just probing with fingers was nice. It did not take long to figure out where the sensitive spots were. I can remember wondering why Dr. Carlson and Mother never touched me quite that far down. After a while, I discovered I could get a bit of that mix of pain and pleasure if I hit it with my fingers. Soon I was beating on my pussy lips like a toy drum, literally. I used the sticks from a toy drum. They are sticks about six inches long, with round rubber. "Thas' what he tole me. Bootlegger he say, crooked as a willer tree." Thank you, Zed," said Robert, recalling his wife's naming of the same man. "If you see your cousin again, ask if this Holmes has a well-trained horse, one of those with various gaits, a knee-lifter. You know what I mean." Like a Morgan?" said Zed."Exactly."Lounging in the shade near one of the omnipresent whittlers in front of the courthouse, George Lekas saw Robert nod to his wife and step up to the driver's seat of his old.