Aaaaahhhhhhhh" Shescreamed, and they both climaxed again. Afterwards, they smoke a cigarette, passing them from one to the other. Ajoint, which he had...provided. "Ever thought of turning them into action? Your fantasies." "Yes. But I haven't. Not because of moral scruples, fuck it, I would do anythingto pleasure myself. But getting away with my fantasies…… abduction,rape, torture, killings….. not easy in practice. I could have done itin Nazi Germany, but in Britain? No way. Better keep them for. Her taste was so different from Mike’s but equally as delicious. I then roughly licked her clit and I could feel her cum right then. I didn’t stop though. I wanted her to squirm under my tongue and as I continued she did just that. Mike was, by now, really sucking hard on me and I could hold back no longer and I came into his welcomingmouth. Mike was also very close by this stage and suddenly he spurted his cum into Jo’s mouth. We again took a breather and Mike said “I came when Jo stuck a. ” He’s out the door. From his attitude, I’m not sure he’s coming back. I feel my heart fluttering for him, my throat clenching up at the thought of him walking in, trying to be respectful, and me walking out and boldly grabbing at his crotch. But am I brave enough to do that? Maybe I’ll walk out and wait for him to say something. Then he’ll say I’m drunk and ease me back in the shower and walk out. Too many other possibilities run through my head. I step under the stream of hot water, trying to. "Hello?" said the person answering the phone."I was given this phone number at Mooney's Market - it said you had some info. I work for the police department." Brad said."It's me - Sammi. I need to talk to you in person, privately. This is extremely personal, and I'm very afraid to say it on the phone."Brad thought of the diner, but that's not too private. He knew he shouldn't, but he almost felt like he could trust the k** - so he gave Sammi his address. Sammi was there by 8. Brad heard the car.