They had continued their search, of course. Every room bore the unmistakable signs of a thorough going-over.The long hall that connected the bedrooms ...as lined with pictures, but a few of them were missing. Official police souvenirs, or maybe the people in them were considered potential suspects. I spotted a picture of Cahn with his arm around Edward Burke, and I had to laugh. Burke was wearing a Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned to the waist, and his trademark bushy gray eyebrows looked even more. ." Ughhh." Hearing Suzanne respond to my words was the biggest arousal I'd experienced for a long time and I increased the speed of my wanking."Would you finger my ass?" The hungry desperation in her voice set my imagination on fire. Was she asking for something she secretly craved but couldn't get? Or did she enjoy anal play? Or was this simply a part of the game we were playing?"Anything you want, darling," I replied. "I'll stick my fingers, my tongue, and my prick up your ass if that's what. After the men removed the last pieces of the women’s clothing they stood back. George’s grandfather stepped forward. Lucy and Fliss turned their attention to helping him with his clothes.It was, for George, surreal. He knew the magic at these rituals and understood the powerful suggestions that would have been planted in his wife’s mind, but while they may help a woman free herself of inhibitions, he knew they could make no one do something they did not want to do. George knew that at some. ..." I groaned.She dropped her head toward my hard cock. I could feel her long platinum blonde hair touch my naked balls. Then her tongue touched the tip of my cock. She sucked up the pre-cum as she moaned. I pushed up her denim skirt around her big hips. Her whole ass and pussy was staring at me. I started to slap her big ass with my right hand. I put my left hand on the back of her hair. I could feel her soft pink lips go around the tip of my cock. She then got half of my cock in her mouth.