I went very red as the sales woman, who was not much older than Jess smiled and walked passed me. I sat quietly for a minute and then Jess opened the ...uration wearing what might had been the mot revealing bikini I had ever seen; her full tit were nearly exposed minus her nipples and her pussy had the smallest patch of material covering it. I froze, jaw open, unable to move as she asked "what do you think"? I snapped out of it and told her that her mother would murder both of us if she brought. I stared at the shadowy ceiling. The only light in the room seeped under my bedroom door from the hall. I lay there hoping my son's sperm swimming inside me would find an egg. But then other thoughts crept into my troubled mind."I enjoyed it," I scolded myself. "It wasn't supposed to be like that. All I wanted was another child. How could things have gone so wrong?"I lifted my head and looked around the bedroom realizing I was talking to myself. And then my head dropped and sunk into my. The bell end pressed against her winking asshole. "Fuck it! Fuccccck it! You know you want inside" She screamed. I pushed the tip in and she gasped. Slowly I dipped the bell end in then out as I watched her asshole opening. I dug a little deeper ever time. It was hard not to cum. Her ass was the tightest I have ever fucked. She really didn't know what she'd let herself in for. She cried out. I rubbed her pussy as I stretched her ass walls wider. The walls in her ass clung to me with a vicelike. Then on the 15th night after the party, the team of 10 private investigators money can buy visited their last house on the team's list of who had attended the party that night yet to be visited and interviewed yet.With 20 teams interviewing those people on the list all around the city, 5 other teams already called back in saying they got nothing after more than a week of interviews. The signs weren't that good, and Walter was personally manning his phone in the search command center for his.