But apparently, judging by the wetness now making it's way to my thighs, I was just as aroused. "Good boy." I teased, as he placed his hand at his sid.... I am rarely ever on the dominant side of things.I continued, "So, by now my lips are wrapped tightly around John's cock that I am trying to deep throat. You know baby, there's never been a dick I couldn't deep throat before. I was disappointed in myself. But anyway, I noticed Bianca's body was beginning to tremble as she drove her swollen cunt. ?That will do, she hasn’t recovered from her thrashing of a few weeks ago.? Even in the sub-zero temperature her arse felt warm but Jake felt she should have more. I refused point blank and again refused when he wanted to fuck her arse. He threatened to report the incident but I felt I’d enough friends in the trustees of the wood, to overcome his objections. So it proved.?My anger abated a little and I took the taxi back to the school. Jill’s crying alerted Mrs. Honeywell and she looked in and. I walked throughout the house. I sat on the couch and crossed my legs awhile. I walked through to the kitchen. Then the bathroom. Then mom's room to again check myself in her mirror. I decided to go down to the basement to walk on concrete floors so I could hear that magical sound of my high heels clicking. I walked throught the family room, into the utility room, and through there into the laundry room. I walked around the laundry room for several minutes. I then decided to pick up the phone. He made sure all parties were at the right place at the right time with the right inclinations, and they had shot Barb in the head just like he planned. It was perfect - and he was miles away when it happened.The punks were sitting in jail. In return for pleading guilty, the death penalty had been taken off the table, but they weren't likely to ever get out.Without a mortgage and other bills. Dan had a lot of discretionary income and as a recent 'widower' he had even scored some sympathy sex.