Helplessly, as he fucked into Sandy's snugly milking young cunt from behind, Ken gaped at his sweat-glistening wife still kneeling on all fours, inces...ant whimpers tumbling from her lips in her unfulfilled need, her buttocks high in the air, her face resting on the animal rug as she seemed to wait in desperation for someone to fill her throbbing pussy."Damn all of you!" he cried out in his drug induced compassion. "Have some mercy on her! Somebody fuck her before she loses her mind!" Wait!". My hand replacing hers down there, so she can flick through more pages. My fingers then get to work, nicely loosening up that hole. Panties and joggers now soaked and that clit throbbing nicely. Next I unzip and start rubbing up and down, marking her with with the scent of my cock. I'm so ready to go inside but I want her to suck it. She reaches around to touch, then starts jacking it. "That feels nice, mmmmm just what I've been wanting because I've been watching you too" she says. Holy fuck!. " She nodded. "Now, do you have a mirror here somewhere?" I asked. She shrugged. "In the bathroom," she answered, pointing to the door. The bathroom was right next to her room, on the second floor of the building, so we went there quickly. It had a large, ornate standing mirror in one corner and I placed her in front of it, wrapping my arms around her as my hands ran down the front of her body, showing her where to touch herself. She gasped as I cupped her breasts, rolling and squeezing her. "What if it's the police that are giving Melissa the drugs, that wouldexplain why the formula changes from time to time. When they incineratethe drug they just get hers from another batch, it all makes perfectsense," Brenda said."Do you know how difficult something like that would be to prove?" askedBill."It's a theory worth pursuing, it makes more sense than Mario does,"Brenda said."Okay, let's assume you are right, how do we find the answer we'relooking for?" asked Bill."We do what we have.