He whistled happily to himself, got into his car and drove home. When he got there, a familiar face was waiting for him. Michelle stood there by his d...or, with a sly smirk on her face. Her arms were folded across her breasts. Her T-shirt was skin tight as always and the cut off jeans just kept her shapely butt covered. Michelle and Robert were best friends, but when neither of them were in a relationship, they were also lovers. Weekend breakfasts started out at a restaurant but, soon made it to. And since she had week ago the fortune to be able to be one the first to examine one of his victims, she had quite detailed information.The victim had been killed in a alleyway next to a busy street. He had been shot six shots to head - or the area that was left of the head, six to heart. Two in each knee, two in throat, and two in each elbow with the last two shots residing in the general proximity of major arteries. Twenty four shots with hollow point .45 caliber guns. It was unnecessary to. Back and forth, then sucked on her pussy lips. Then curled my tongue and pushed it in like a small penis. She started bucking and coming. Her pussy juices flooded my month and I swallowed as fast as I could. Boy was she delicious, she tasted just like fresh strawberries! I am going to love going down on her eating her, anytime.About this time, I noticed master had rolled over and my wife was on top. Master told me to get in between them and lick her cunt while she was sliding up and down on his. And when her lips did leave his, she removed his arms from around her and stepped back.Her eyes glowed with the growing lust that coursed through her body, as she reached behind her back and found two small snaps and unclasped them. Then her fingers discovered the zipper beneath and edged it down its jagged-tooth path. Her smile of confidence widened as she noticed that her stepson's eyes were riveted to her every action, his nostrils flaring slightly with excitement.The caftan fell away from.