The feeling I get before I cum built up in my gut. Pulling me backwards, he released my dick with a pop. Looking down I was going to ask if I did some...hing wrong. He tapped my hole and said, turn around. Crawling around, I looked down at his stiff dick, watching pre-cum run down the shaft of his dick. Holding me by my thighs he pulled me back. Moving his hands he spread my butt cheeks wide. His tongue flicked at my hole a few times before licking the sides of my butt. Planting his mouth on my. The way she was spinning her tongue over my dick head was a pleasure to remember until I die. I was about to cum, and she asked me to cum inside her mouth which she drank every drop of it. We both were a bit tired but the heat was still on which made us move further. I saw her bushy wet pussy which was inviting me. I immediately got up and entered her which she did not expect.I slowly took control over her and started giving slow pushes. We both started enjoying the pleasure we were getting.. It started raining as I stood in the shadows waiting for them to exit the restaurant. I looked towards the sky, smiling, thinking that God was finally cooperating with me. I stood in the rain for an hour before Marcus and Cynthia walked out of the restaurant. I watched them get in the car and drive off. I could hear the screeching of tires as Marcus sped up. I followed, more slowly several minutes later. I was a couple of miles behind them when I heard metal hitting metal. Not hurrying, I. The question was also in my mind was what in the world did they do there. What had gotten the 7year old killed was of course the big question. Of course there was alway the who dun it.By the time I made it into the shower, I had reviewed all the fact and tried out all the theories to no avail. I still had no idea. I did know that I was going to find out something later that day. The hippie pot grower was going to ID the big shot electrician. The electrician could make a deal to save his ass or.