"Well," he said, "she's dead--blunt trauma and blood loss. Where's the rest of her?" Still in the car," I answered, "as near as I can tell." Do you ha...e a prelimary ID?" he asked.I got my pad from the cruiser, reading off the details I'd gotten from the locals, "Beth Cole, age seventeen. She's a local girl. Died at six thirty p.m., give or take a half hour."The coroner nodded, "I'll take over from here. Go notify the family, Mike."I nodded and got into my cruiser. I knew Beth's parents a little. Gia herself opted for the cum laced caramel sauce and set to eating, enjoying the subtlety of the flavours, how they interacted with the existing sweetness of the caramel, the bananas and even the malt drink.Lacy meanwhile, now clearly out of her shell had all but drowned her stack of banana pancakes in the viscous liquid, eating heartily and clearly in love with the new experience.“You’ll have to take me back here again…” Lacy said between bites, her thighs rubbing together beneath the table. Rob turned the power off. “So, bitch, which place should we try next time? Perhaps these soft little lips?” Rob asked mockingly and caressed her pussy lips.“NOOGGHGGGGGGONN! PNEEESSS!” She said and shaked her head in terror.“I take that as a no. What about these beautiful tits then? Should we have a go?” he asked and moved the wires closer. “NNNOOOOONNNNNNFGGGG! PNENENENESSSS!”“OK, but we have to make a choice. Tits or cunt. What do you prefer?”“NGGGNNGGG!” she said and shaked her head.“You. Each thrust of her hips as she toyed her self was now matching my strokes.God this vision, this beauty fucking a 10" dildo, god i so wanted her, i moved closer in the door way stroking harder now matching her thrusts, she whimpered and cum again it was gorgeous her slick wet thighs glistening in the light.She rammed her didlo home again now watching me stroke fuck your self hard i thought god i wish that was my girly cock in you. The pre-cum now flowing like a flood, my girly cock was so sticky.