Smiling uncertainly, she reached her hands out and placed them gently on my shoulders.“Is this okay?” she asked.“Mmm,” I replied.“Julian… ...lease… get this straight,” she said, looking at me intently. “Ethan… Jacob… Jenna… they’ve all been fun. The thrill of the chase. But they’re not you. You are something else altogether. They are the people I get to play with. You are the person I want to grow old with.” I watched her, trying to work through what she was saying. It felt reassuring on the. " No. And I agree it's a very clean cut. I don't know about the scissoring. I think a razor-sharp hook might be able to make the same cut." Really? That clean? A knife perhaps. Hmm... Yeah, maybe..."Eliana continued to manipulate the holographic display controls. "Here's why I think it was a hook. We're down at the skin level now. See that slit? Here's what the wound looks like with a side-scan from the NMR."Basel stared for a moment at the nuclear magnetic resonance image. "It's in the shape. Aur Reena se bat kar ne lagi, mene kafi bar unke dekha hai, lakin aaj wo wester kapdo me kafi gajab lag rahi thi, muje se bat kar ke keh ne lagi ki yarrrr tumhari bhabhi tumhari khoob tarif karti hai, mene kaha aisa nahi hai bhabhi, bhaiya keh kar gaye hai, ki tumhari bhabhi kya khayal rakha na isliye, wo kafi sexy smile dekhar Reena ko by bil kar chali gayi, Mene bhabhi se kaha bhabhi Anjali bhabhi ki gaand kamal ki hai ne, bhabhi turant boli us ke devar se chudwa chudwa kar kafi moti ho gayi. "Two fingers," Jean grunted, hips corkscrewing as I complied. "Keep licking my clit," she added with a mumble. "Curl those fingers inside me. Feel for a little rough patch on top." Her curdled groan told me I was doing okay. "Lick me," Jean squealed, her shoes coming up off the floor.She held her thighs at their limit, legs spread as she laid there with her chin on her chest, staring over the front of her body.Jean's face was a twisted grimace of agonised delight as she hissed, "Lick it," teeth.