Time of death ruled out Larry Connors who had been at work while his wife was tortured and murdered. This left Linda and her staff seemingly at a dead...end. Nikki interviewed several of the neighbors but it seemed that Helen Connors was somewhat of a recluse, straying from home only long enough to do necessary shopping. She doted on her son (did she ever) and was a mousey doormat to her husband who everyone agreed was unfaithful but hardly the violent type. There just didnʼt seem to be anyone. After a few more minutes go by and she sits back and stretches and says her neck and shoulders are stiff from sitting. I offer to massage her and she quickly agrees and turns towards me. At this point I’m thinking I don’t care what culture she’s from this is definitely beyond friendly. I stand behind her chair massaging her neck and shoulders and she leans back into me. Avoiding a potential embarrassing situation I step back just to have her lean back a little more. What happened next I’m kind. ”“Well good! Because I do have to go! Come with me to the bathroom, quickly!”She took me by the hand, and I eagerly followed. Her ass looked delicious in those panties as it swayed gently with each step. I felt my cock growing harder as we climbed the stairs and got closer to the bathroom. When we reached our destination, she did not sit immediately down on the toilet, but instead walked towards the sink. She turned around and leaned against it and asked me to pull her panties down.”But do it. I sat on his dick which was pointing to the roof. I was jumping on his hard on and he held my boobs and said' kya sexy lag rahi hai jaan' and i pumped his dick faster. His appreciation made me feel more horny and i was on full steam, moaning quite a bit as his dick was balls deep in me. After a cpl of minutes he squeezed my boobs and pulled my down on his dick. His dick swelled, he froze, closed his eyes and groaned as he filled the rubber with his cum.I sat on his dick till it stopped pulsing.