"All right, what have you got?" she asked looking around fruitlessly for her partner."The vic is Katherine Fleming, twenty-seven, housewife. Husband i... Russell Fleming, fifty-nine, a big wig industrialist." Got a C.O.D.?" No. There's not a mark on her other than some major inflammation of the labia." So she had sex tonight." Would appear so and pretty rough by the look of it. However, I'll have to get her back to the lab for an autopsy to be sure. I think we can rule out suicide," he said with. Her neck was slender. Her lips were full and colored dark cherry red. Then he looked into the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen."Sir, can I help you?" she asked again."O-o-oh, yes, I need a suit for my wedding. N-n-no, that's not right. It's my brother that's getting married, but I have to have a black suit," he finally stuttered.Her giggle put him at ease as he followed her to a rack of expensive looking suits."I need it to fit just right and I was told that you do custom fitting," he. ‘Diana jumped at it. She saw that she was trapped, and I offered a ‘get out of Jail Free’ card. I think that it was the last thing she ever expected. I hope that she’ll take advantage of it. I don’t know if anybody else will ever give her a chance again.’ We both remained quiet after this. I was thinking about his changes since we split. He’d grown, he’d grown up a lot. It was getting to be later in the afternoon and I was a bit hungry. I had to stop eating solids by 7 PM and liquids by. This combined with that beautiful smell I'd come to love as the most intense, powerful and intoxicating taste I'd ever experienced Jen's pussy has always been described as "sweet" by me and just about everyone who has tasted it, but now it was rawer tasting, muskier. I can only describe it as the smell of fresh sex. "So, how did you like that, slut? Was it nice?" Russell asked my bride."Yes. I loved it. I want it again." From then on it was a roller coaster ride. Much of the time she sucked on.