Steve groaned, "Jesus," as Suzanne ingested 6 inches of his thick cock. He moaned, "Oooooohhhhhhhh God," as she backed off 2 inches and then buried he... face in his pubic hair ingesting the whole 9 inches. Suzanne was massaging and gently squeezing Steve's balls. "Oooooooohhhhhhh Christ not my ass please no," he begged as she sent a finger in search of his prostrate gland. They could see her throat muscles working on the head of his cock when he screamed, "Ccccuuuuummmmmmiiiiiinnngggg," at the. . with the crate labeled “Human Remains” ... well, really, who is likely to check?More paper shuffling. Three Arizona funeral homes, five in California. Different owners for the most part. Too many for one conspiracy. Shuffle, shuffle.Dietrich Transport. The common denominator in Arizona. Flipping pages faster. In California. Flip, flip, flip. In Missouri.I sat back, feeling I’d filled an inside straight. No proof of course. But I had the feeling I was onto something. I checked my surveillance. Elaine had downed several vodka's before the service and quite a few more afterwards. We ended up going into town and passing a bar were a band were playin. Elaine dragged me inside. I am not much of a dancer,but Elaine knows that and immediately threw herself onto the floor and got going with the hip action. Elaine is 32 years old and has kept her looks and figure very well. Slim, with nice,firm, breasts and great legs, it was no surprise to see men looking at her as she gyrated on the dance. Slowly, deliberately, footsteps begin to approach on the finegravel floor. I can tell from the dense crunching noise, that they are comingfrom a pair of leather boots. "Guten Morgan, Fraulien," the husky, masculine, voice intones, in a thick,theatrical German accent. "You appear to be relatively rested as opposed towhen I last saw you." R's rolling like a freight train. "When you last…" I blurt, instantly confused. "I don't…. whoare you?" "Ah ha ha," he laughs, actually saying "ha ha.".