I just want to savour this moment, having you here on my bed; your body, your smell. That finger slid down my chin, over each breast, each nipple, and...her eyes followed its journey. When it reached my cunt, she looked up into my eyes and watched me as she entered me, slowly this time as if her finger was finding its way somewhere it had never been before. It made me arch my back and half close my eyes. That seemed to act as a catalyst because she went down on me then, two fingers deep inside me. Dave says he doesn’t care and it’s up to me. I admitthat I don’t care either and he smiles at me while hegently strokes himself. I try not to stare but I can’t help it! His black cockis only a foot away! He sees me staring and says, “Hey,you two can see me but I can’t see you guys. What’s upwith that?” Dave says, “Yah=, I guess you’re right,” and he pullsour blanket off of us. I’m in shock again, as I lay infront of this. " We interviewed him again and we gave him the impression that he's under a microscope. He looked and sounded a bit uneasy, but we didn't learn anything from him except ... when we asked him for a voluntary DNA sample, he declined. He said he wasn't about to be 'framed' for something he didn't do." That should make you suspicious all by itself, shouldn't it?" Christie said."It does, but legally, my hands are tied. Unless he commits a crime or gives us the opportunity to capture a sample in the. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he was naked and shivering, while she was clothed and perfectly at ease.“I thought that you might want a little help,” she said, giving him a knowing smile as she strode past him. She approached the edge of the pool, her long gown dragging behind her, then she knelt to dip a finger into the water. Almost immediately, the surface of the spring began to bubble, clouds of steam rising from its disturbed surface. She was boiling it, more of her.