As I watched he spit in the palm of his hand and lengthened his strokes. He smiled at me and nodded again. My wife was staring intently through the wi...dow, meeting his eyes as she fondled her tits. I bent down and licked her pussy in long strokes, again nibbling her lips as she again began to pant. Her breath grew deeper as I circled her clit. She moaned as I took her in my mouth, flicking the firm nub of her little man with my tongue. I looked up at her and saw that she was still staring out. "This man was also strangled to death at his house while he was lyingasleep in bed!" I told the Tiger Man. "Could Madme Thriller have usedher powers to created this evidence from scratch?" She couldn't and wouldn't," the Tiger Man replied, "because she is undercontract to the Mayor himself as an investigator and hence is not allowedto do such a thing, even though she can actually do so!" Thank Goodness for that!" I replied as I used my Blueberry to photographthe documents pertaining to the. My God, what won’t that woman do? thought Scottie. Did I say paybacks are wonderful? Damn, if she is not trying to prove paybacks are hell.The long wait afforded Beverly enough time to rub out an orgasm from Scottie, leaving him with cum-filled underwear. Unlike George W. Bush on the aircraft carrier, her mission was accomplished.By the time they were on the elevator, the cum had dried. The dried cum irritated the sensitive insides of Scottie’s thighs as he walked.The elevator took them to the. She hoped that Diego remembered to feed him because he was particular about getting his chow on time. Inside the door she found her favorite black cat jumping from the counter to the floor and winding in between her legs like some obsessed lover looking for that single touch that translated into "I Love You".It must have just been the fact that she was gone longer than usual because she could tell Diego had not only fed him, but he had also changed the litter box without being asked. Now she.