The story that emerged from all the investigations was that Vanessa’s father was solely responsible for that fire as he was the first time all those...years ago. That first fire had seen the man convicted and sentenced accordingly. This fire, however, would see him sentenced to far a more secure prison cell than any human hands could ever build.What had finally taken Blake Benson’s life in this fire were the falling rafters from the roof. The man had only just risen from the floor having been. Elizabeth looked up at me as she reached her hand out wrapped it around my cock. It was heavenly. Then, Amanda put hand around it, too, there being just enough room for their small hands. I don’t know when I ever felt so good. Amanda got rid of her tee shirt and then got rid of my boxers, and grabbed my dick again.I placed a hand on each of their mounds, and sure enough, Elizabeth had pubes. Amanda was still wet, and Elizabeth was moist. I felt around on their swollen lips and massaged around. Only stockings and shoes. The ladies unzipped their man’s pants and extracted the penis of their respective lover from its confines.Anthony and I both watched the two couples as he continued to gently massage my breasts and lick my nipples. I had placed my hand on his leg and felt his erection. His penis extended half way down his thigh and was still growing. He moaned as I squeezed it through the leg of his slacks.The lady to our left took her man’s penis into her mouth and began pleasuring. I was looking for the former which I had a peculiar preference for. It had two movies.One I entitled, ‘Dial M for Murder’ and the other, ‘Throw Momma >From The Train.’ These were the substitutes I had used to mask the real titles, ‘Dial M for MOTHER’ and ‘BLOW Momma On The Train.’To my horror, the tape was missing. Only the space it had been removed from gave evidence of it ever being there in the first place. I knew it was there the night before because I had used it to bring myself off and.