Waiting, Sam tuned in to Ferguson's voice on the telephone. He wasn't selling real estate; he was discussing his missing girlfriend with someone. "No,...Susan, I haven't. Yes. Well, I have her mother's number, but I'm kind of chary about calling her, up in Evanston. She probably doesn't know anything, and I'd just scare her. Yeah, I know... I will, as soon as I talk to the cops again. I'm going to call 'em now. Someone's here... Yeah. Call me. Yeah... g'bye." Mr. Ferguson? I'm Chief Deputy. Molly moaned and lifted her chest up towards his hands. She raised her shoulders and struggled to reach the clasps behind her, but, frustrated, gave up. ‘Let me help,’ Dan whispered, turning her over between his legs. Molly lay on her stomach, her head in her arms, as Dan’s soft hands undid the back of her dress. She allowed him to help her out of the top of it, the fabric bunching up underneath her breasts, and turned back around to face him. Molly pulled her bra up over her head, exposing her. "But I didn't have the heart to wake you." It's been a busy two days. But now, I have you all to myself. You wanna run away together?" I teased back."I would, but I've already got one baby to take care of, I don't need another one right now," she teased me right back."Baby?" I asked."Yeah. I married a marine. He was a Captain. He didn't make it back from Nam. He never even got to meet his son," she replied with resignation and sadness.For some reason, I could sense she needed to talk about. First she was very slow and gradually gained speed. As she bounced on him faster her bountiful breasts heaved up and down in similar motion with her. She saw him eyeing this and grabbed him hands to place them on her luscious tits. He grasped them and squeezed them in ecstasy. For the next few minutes they were one person moving in one singular motion, relishing in the other’s pleasure. As she moved her body up and down she felt his shaft jerk violently. A split second later she felt a.