The room is in darkness;she must still be asleep. I decide to leave the tray on the writing deskand make a discreet withdrawal. Averting my eyes from ...he bed in caseEgerton is slumped between his fianc?e's thighs, I tiptoe across thefloor."JESUS CHRIST!!!"The severed head on the dressing table sends Yvette's breakfastcartwheeling through the air. Of course it's no such thing, just a wigstand with an incredibly lifelike face, but by the time I've realised mymistake the milk has literally been. “I told you no one would be here. They’re all at the fair. Let’s go.”It was my brother’s voice. I don’t know who was with him or how many of them were there. We heard them walk up the gravel path. I was glad I had hidden my clothes under the rock.Bobby stood up. As I stood up I turned towards him. I don’t know why but my eyes went straight to his cock. It looked much different than the drawings in our sex-ed book. It looked much nicer. It was long and smooth. His glans was separated from his. My arse felt jam-packed and very vulnerable and I knew I was going to get well and truly shagged."It's right up your arse boy now, right in and it feels fucking hot".I was sweating profusely and had my hand on my cock to wank it slowly.Mr.Brayfield started fucking me, his huge cock stretching my tight hole and opening it up for some serious fucking."Open up for me boy, take it like a man and let me fuck your little arsehole good"."Oh! Mr.Brayfield, all of your big cock is inside me".I said. ? Detective Johnson nods as she glances toward the open file on her lap. ?I guess I should thank you for involving me in this investigation you’ve decided to take over, huh?... By the way, how’d you get me freed up for this?? ?Hey,? he nods back as she continues reading the report, shuffling through some police stills of the crime scene. ?I thought it could help give you a more rounded background as an investigator supervisor, besides, I need a buffer talking to those women about this.