!"Angie began to slide her fingers along Victoria's inner thighs, whose grin slowly faded and formed into a nervous anxious taut expression."If you're...nervous. It might be easier if we start with something you're more comfortable with? Something you've already had experience with before?Angie calmly asked,"A guy...?" What kind of guy?"Victoria enquired, more than open to the idea."Oh, he's a special guy. He's actually my cabin boy. I picked him especially for his special talents..."Angie just. There was plenty of room for Phil to squeeze in on either side but he opted to take a seat on the floor across the room, plate in his lap.Once everyone was seated again, the girls moved to “center stage” - i.e., the center of our living room. The girls hadn’t rehearsed anything nor planned anything at all, but they suspected that no matter what they did, the guys wouldn’t complain.Amelia and Jess turned to each other. Amelia leaned in to whisper in Jess’ ear.“Let’s make this good!”Amelia pulled. Your carnal groan of desire inspiring me. Hand wrapped in my locks just holding. My tongue twisting and turning under your cock showing my special trick, licking, sucking, fucking you with my mouth.Anticipation wells up in me as I feel you pull my soaked black silk thong off flinging it into the front. Fingers lightly dipping into me, vibrations around you as a moan makes my throat muscles quiver. You push me upright then back, my legs hooking over the headrests. Hands grasp and squeeze my. But it could have been Ted Daley."Sergeant Lake put a picture on the coffee table. It appeared to be an old mug shot. "Is this what he looked like?"Stacie picked it up and looked at it carefully. "Yes," she said hesitantly. "I think so." She closed her eyes and then looked at the picture again. "Yes. That was him."Lake and Squires rose from their chairs. "Mr. and Mrs. Charles, Mrs. Jefferson, thank you so much for your time. It's much appreciated. I'm sure that it's not necessary, but I have to.