When she told us that, she let us into your office and we found your suit and shirt hung up in the closet. Your wallet and security pass were in it, s... no one had disturbed it. We have it here, and we can return it now. We've gone over it carefully, but can't find anything of use to the case." I guess the credit cards are useless. I'm sure my wife would have cancelled them by now," Tony mused."Yeah, when we checked them, there hadn't been any activity on any of them from the day you vanished.. .. I did..." I began to calm down, and realize I've always wanted to stick my dick down her throat -- and more."You're the sick fuck here, not me." Becky yelled as she turned and stormed off down the street. As we passed my car, I grabbed her and pushed her inside."Where are we going?" She asked, giving up the fight."Home." I answered, slamming the door and running around to the other side."Are you going to tell mom?" Becky asked, suddenly sounding worried."I should, but I think we can work. I pulled his dick out and gave it a lick. “You can go home and confront your cheating whore of a wife and your ungrateful houseguest, or you can stay here and we can watch them and fuck.” I unbuckled his belt and swirled the bead of pre-cum around the tip of his quickly-hardening cock. “It’s totally up to you.” Rick pointed the remote and pressed the button. On the screen, Brian was sitting alone on his bed, still dressed and looking nervous. “This is really live?” Rick asked. “Really live,” I. I start kissing, sucking hard, then soft, licking down and all around your sweet tasting pussy, catching every drop of your sweet juices.You start rubbing my chest lightly, then squeezing hard. I can really feel your extremely long fingernails digging into my flesh. Are you drawing blood? Hell it don't matter cutie. I know your enjoying it as much as I am. Then you work your hands down to my abs, around the sides of my waist, rubbing down along the outsides of my thighs, rubbing gently between.