She wondered if these were just excuses and he was giving her the brush-off. She didn't need to worry when she read his next message on the following ...riday. He invited her to a small cocktail party at his house celebrating his assignment as dean. He said only a few of his closest colleagues would be there and his wife would like to meet her. The open house started at two on Sunday afternoon. Professor gave her his address and wrote that it was across the street from the college so she wouldn't. It felt like nothing she had ever felt before. His tongue was a sensation as it caressed every inch of her wet pussy. She wanted him to never stop. Alyssa could only image what it would feel like if he only licked a little bit higher. The teen could feel him working his way up to her swollen clit. Martin looked up to make eye contact. Oh, she’s surely enjoying this. His nose rubbed onto her clitoris as he stroked his tongue through her vagina one last time. When he reached the point where her. ’ Lisa smiled at him. ‘I’m Lisa Stansbury, this is Gretchen Werner. The lady on the bed is Shauna Hawkins. Who are you, detective?’ ‘Detective Sergeant William Sweeny, Miss Stansbury. Now, Miss Werner, tell me how you got that blood on your hand?’ Gretchen stumbled through the same story I had gotten from her with Lisa keeping her to just the bare bones and blocking any more-in-depth questions. When she told him I had come in right after she found the bodies, Sweeny looked at me, his eyes. I pulled on my wig and in car mirror put on some basic makeup - foundation, eyeshadow and lippy - we were outside so i thought no need to go overboard. I slipped on my 4inch black patent heels and looked at the time - 7mins to go!! I took a sniff of poppers and opened the door. swing my legs out and stood next to the car, no one about as far as i could see. I walked over to the wood and as i expected the bench was empty, I sat down and looked at my watch - couple mins to go. Bang on time i see.