.. you can find so many ways ... to depilate me," she gasped, twitching with sexual arousal. "You know, I could just burn it off myself ... I am a Pho...nix now ... remember?" Yeah, sweetheart," Frank grinned down at her, "but it's more fun this way. Besides, I think you'll like the way I put out the fire..."Tanya moaned, but didn't try to read his mind. It was always more fun to be surprised by his inventiveness when it came to her sexual mutilation and murder. She thought back to that time in. He sucked gently on the nipple, almost too much. She sighed. Startled, he released the nipple and moved lower. A kiss over her belly button and he was able to feel her stomach react with a tremble to his touch.As if by instinct, or practice, her legs moved further apart, making room for him. He was lying between her spread legs now, the bulge of her mound beneath her panties directly in front of him. He could smell her pussy. It was faint, but his senses were heightened. Using a touch as light. My head was shaking in confusion. But my tongue was fighting for dominance.And my pussy?It was losing the battle.I tore my face away from Terry—just to get a breather—before turning back to him wanting to kiss more. Marcus had crawled over to us to watch, leaning on his elbow so cocksure of himself, looking over me like I was some downed and defeated gazelle and they could take their time feasting on me.“You got her,” Marcus said to Terry.How rude.I loved it. But I wasn’t done resisting Terry. ”“So no worries about someone worse.”“No worries. I have to go, Deb. Keep looking and please be careful.” Then he actually leaned into me and kissed me on the cheek. It felt like I blushed bright red.After I let him out, I went back to my search and was about to give up when it occurred to me that I had only looked on the outside of the desk. I began a closer examination of the inside of the roll-top, finding nothing. Then I opened the drawers and inside the top of the bottom drawer I found a.