Aaron plants himself behind her and prepares to slide his stiffened tool into her love box for the third time. “You just better not stick it in the ...rong hole!” the blonde calls out over her shoulder. Aaron actually hadn’t thought about tooling her up the ass, but now he hesitates; she’s put the thought in his mind and he’s very tempted to do it. “Which one is the wrong hole? Maybe you want it in the back door!” the stud suggests, suddenly eager to slide his stiffened, throbbing pecker into the. “There has to be a connection between these two women,” insisted Linda.“I agree,” replied Sheila,“but so far I canʼt find one. Besides living in different towns, there is nothing to indicate they knew each other, Landry was Baptist and Connors a lapsed Catholic. They obviously didnʼt shop at the same stores. Connors was a stay-at-home and didnʼt belong to any kinds of clubs or groups so no connection there.”“What about Landryʼs boyfriend and Connorsʼ husband?” asked Nikki.“Nothing I have been. She absently thought that he must have paid attention to how she rubbed her clit, because he only rarely let his tongue slip beneath her hood when licking it. Her bud was too sensitive for direct touches most of the time, but the little shocking flashes when he did nearly took her breath away. Karen unconsciously tugged harder on his head as she spiraled upward toward a peak. “So good. I’m going to come again.” “Mmm hmm,” Leo moaned around her hood as he sucked and rolled the swollen bud below. I had not worn it since.I stood in front of the mirror and checked out the suit. It lookedgreat, and I decided to use some bronzer to even out the tan lines frommy usual suits. A little eyeliner and some lipstick, and three coats ofmascara, and I looked great. Something was missing, I thought. Ofcourse! As I put the tan slides onto my feet, I saw what their three-inch heels did to my ass in the thong and knew that I was ready to gotease John.John was reading the newspaper as I strode into the.