My new friend was busily working her hand up in an out of her pussy under her skirt, and when she saw me looking at her, she came closer and offered h...r mouth to kiss. As our tongues greedily wrapped round each other, our hands changed places. The feel of her hand on my dick was electric as it sent shudders from my balls to my brain, but fortunately for me her rhythm was slow and her grip so tight I did not immediately cum. This was all in total contrast to me fingering her pussy as fast as I. Being nice to his girlfriend's should not be hard fora boy.************The next day the Saturday Morning Bike Club met for the last time.Luke's day started off bad by his mom informing her son that Lori wasgoing to the bike park with him. This news made Luke as happy as aprotagonist in a Russian novel. He knew his sister was only going tomake him miserable. There was nothing else at the bike park for her. Hissister had not ridden a bike in years. His sister did not want to spendtime with their. I was feeling great in pressing her luxuriant breasts as they were very much tight. (I have already mentioned about the tightness of her breasts above.) Malathy was holding me putting her arms back around my neck and that way giving me full opportunity to press and squeeze her breasts with ease. She was caressing sometimes my neck, sometimes my hairs in her excitement. I started squeezing her breasts with pressure. She was sibilating, hissing and moaning. After some times Malathy told me to. "Pam killed Biff," I said evenly.I saw Elizabeth's face turn white."Is that a guess?" she asked after she regained her composure."No," I answered. "It is a fact. Here's another fact. At least one and maybe more members of the Drug Task Force had a hand in it. I have Jane's investigator pulling traffic cam footage. I'm going to find out which Task Force member drove her to the motel that night and picked her up after she'd killed him. It's all going to come to light, Elizabeth."I saw my wife.