. please." Susan, do you have any idea who could have done this?" No. It's not possible. Everybody loved Emma. She was a great person, Deputy! She was...smart, and hard-working, and funny, and thoughtful. God, I don't know how I'm going to keep on going without her." We know Doug wasn't directly involved in her death, Susan. Could he possibly have been involved --indirectly?" Absolutely not! Doug was head over heels. He was crazy in love with her." Other men she went out with?" There hasn't been. I can handle him. Nathan and I go way back. We ... understand one another." I'm still not saying anything to Ethel," James stated with conviction."Whatever you say," Vicki shrugged."No-never-mind?" James chided playfully. "Is that an English teacher who just said that?" I grew up in the country—guilty as charged!" Vicki laughed.Becky Chandler walked into the house at fifteen minutes before six. Her mother was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Her father was in the living room reading the. Yvonne then ceased the wonderful massage, and from behind me grasped both of my breasts, lifting them up, squeezing them and pulling them forward ever so slightly, offering up a nipple to John's busy lips. Yvonne's body was now pressed very firmly against my back, her boobs mashed against me. Involuntarily, I whimpered and then moaned, staring at Chris as I did so. He was sitting back in the chair, his cock the hardest I'd ever seen it. He was paralysed with lust, just sitting there with a big. I kissed her and rubbed my cock against her pussy. I could feel how wet it was, no doubt a result of the neglect she had during her marriage. I was about to thrust my cock into her, but stopped and said, "I don't have protection." That's okay," she replied, kissing me again. "If you feel the urge to cum, just pull out." With that in mind, I slid my cock into her. It was unlike any pussy I had felt. So wet, so hot, so wrong. I watched as her tits bounced up and down with every thrust. I.