The stuff did not look anything like a still. Especially when I unwound the plastic tube I used for a condenser."My friend tells me there are no leads...yet in Wilma's death," he said."Come on, we know who did it, how can they not?" I asked."They can't ask every junkie in town like your dad's people can. They aren't keeping Angelo on the radar like the Russians are. He isn't potential competition for the cops. They also aren't going to put a gun in Jason's mouth and threaten to shoot him and his. I started pumping Kassey doggiestyle.“Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she cried out while I pumped her pussy.“Ahhhhh,” Kassey cried out having another orgasm from being fucked from the behind.But I couldn’t stand it any longer. “I’m going to cum soon, where do you want it?” I said fighting off blowing my wad in her pussy.“In my mouth,” she replied then moved away so my cock would pop out of her pussy.Kassey immediately turned around and started sucking on my cock enjoying her pussy juice on. I'm sure they got a look. Just then, I finally found it! I picked it up, thanked them for offering to help and hurried back to the car. It was locked. Just then, my wife came walking out of the bar.She must have been watching the car from inside. She said I might as well come inside and have a drink. She did offer to put my cock cage in her purse if I wanted to take it off. FInally! I unlocked it and handed it to her. It felt so good to finally be free after so many weeks. I followed closely. .. you’re plumb out,” I joked, making my way up the steps.“Oh, you might find a few in the fridge ... probably not the brands your discerning palate is use to, of course. But since you’re up ... be a sport and get one for your old man, too.”“Why do I make things harder on myself?” I laughed, shaking my head heading into the house to get us a couple of cold ones.“So how’s the week been?” he inquired, yelling through the screen door. “From your email on Monday, it sounded like your little.