The more I uncovered the more I thought that Jeff could be telling the truth. Pat started by letting everyone know Darcy’s parents were killed in an...auto accident in Illinois and that Jeff’s father, Harold Johnson, was the driver of the other vehicle. Pat was trying to show a possible motive for Darcy. Mr. Johnson had no idea that Darcy was the daughter of the man and woman that were killed. It happened over twenty years before. This really surprised the prosecutors. No one had delved back into. Was the game still going, or had everybody left? I could just barely hear the TV; it sounded like more talking heads commentary. Not too much later, Alex appeared in the doorway. He smiled and came over to sit on the bed. “I was wondering when you’d wake up,” he said. “Feeling good?” “Oh yes,” I purred and stretched again. His eyes grew warmer. “Ready for more?” “Oh yes,” I smiled back. Alex pulled the sheet off and stood at the foot of the bed. He stripped with remarkable speed, spread out my. ‘You’re in luck! I only have a few left.’ I called out shutting the door behind me. I heard Brad’s voice reply, but couldn’t catch the words. As I rounded the corner I realized it was because he wasn’t answering me. He was off his knees, carrying Maisy in a piggy back style, smiling down at a 5 foot 5 beauty. Debbie had showed up. Damn. Debbie. Debbie was my energetic, fun loving, gorgeous sister. And everyone with a Y chromosome immediately fell in love with her. She had long light brown hair. ..always loved taking a test driveKarne does not answer, but rises, shoves her hands under her ass and pulls her nearer to the edge of the bed. She lifts her legs, placing a foot on either side, spreading her thighs wide, before kneeling back down. She tangles her fingers in the hair on her mons and brings a thumb to either side of her clit shaft and begins rhythmically stoking up and down, drawing back the skin of its hood. Feeling her groans, her hips pushing up in time, she leans in and.