Entering, she goes directly to the bra and panty sets. She's never worn a thong before and decides it's time. She picks out five sets of thongs with a...skimpy bra then starts browsing the negligee. She picks out two that are very low-cut. She takes it all to the register. The girl looks at Jill, then at the purchases, then back at Jill. "I don't know who you're after, but you've got the figure and now have the clothes to catch him," she says.Jill smiles and says, "I hope so."She leaves the mall. The once proud and arrogant platinum blonde QAnon bombshell wailed and squealed with each powerful thrust, rising up on the tiptoes of her red stiletto-heeled platform sandals, curvy leg muscles tensing and tightening as Dustin rhythmically buried his huge cock up to the hilt in her delicious ass. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Stroke after stroke after stroke after stroke after stroke after stroke after stroke.Dustin was almost there. He could feel it. Rising up like. I just stood there and looked at her body. Her skin looked smooth and creamy her ass was round and her tits were ample, not too big but not lacking either. She really paid me no attention as I stood there and stared at her staring at herself in the mirror. She was sexy but I wasn't overwhelmed. I simply noted the fact and remained unmoved. I told her this was my room and she hopped up off the bed with a quick apology in tow and she disappeared out of the door. That was it. It wouldn't be until. The two didn't talk to each other. They had been told it was best, right now, to not make contact. That was no problem for either one, as they were rather suspicious of the other at this point.As each knew, Kendall Jackson was not prone to rash behavior. For him to go missing was a very bad omen. It was an omen that would take considerable tact, to prove that they'd had no part in his disappearance.Their lawyers had gone over the district attorney's charges. Most were trumped up allegations..