.. she let me know to keep moving by lightly pushing my shoulders lower. As i continued to lick lower I could feel the heat from her groin on my neck ...hen chin and then felt the tickle of a narrow landing strip on my nose that forced me to settle right where she wanted me. With my nose basically on her clit I widened my tongue out on her noticeably hot wet pair of lips...she let out a little moan and moved her hands on either side of my head. She opened her legs wide and pulled her knees up. She planted her lips on mine. She felt so damned good."I missed you, I missed you so bad," she cooed in my ear."Oh, Sweetie, I missed you too," I replied into her thick, luscious hair. She smelled freshly bathed, and her hair had the scent of honeysuckle. I picked up my suitcase and we went to her car.After tossing my bag into the backseat she handed the keys to me. "I want you to drive."I must have had that dear in the headlights look. "I have some news for you, and I can't concentrate on. Again and again this delightful compression of her tight slit took place, and each time she vented a shower of girlish dew upon me, and feeling that I, also, was about to spend I took her firmly in my arms and whispered in her ear, ‘Here, here! Here is the child that you fear! I will spout into your womb a living, pulsing life! There, there, there,’ as I exploded in her, ‘that is the first fruit of your marriage! Take it and rear it as a gift from me!’ And I shot and bubbled in great spurts. If anybody recognizes him and we can locate him, we can bring in Wallace and Mumford for a confirming look." Maybe we should just spook the guy and send him runnin'," Lester said. "'Least we wouldn't be riskin' another killing in this county." You think he's some kind of serial killer, Lester?" Sam was shocked at the thought. To him, the unique circumstances surrounding Emma Majeski's death were just that -- a distinctive motive for an atypical crime."He may not be a serial killer in the sense.