..m-more," Scarlet said pleaded, filled with pleasure. "Harder."Amy pumped her fingers harder and faster, drawing a loud moan of pleasure from Scarlet... When Scarlet started moving her hips in time to the movements of Amy's fingers, Amy wrapped her fingers gently around Scarlet's cock and stroked it in time with the movements of her fingers."Yes!" Scarlet screamed in pleasure. "It feels so good!"Encouraged, Amy pumped her hand and fingers even faster. Scarlet closed her eyes tightly, her mouth. Abby didn’t say a word while I manhandled her from top to bottom.When I moved between her legs, she closed her eyes very tightly and stood as still as a statue. She was just as soiled under her panties as everywhere else and it took me several tries to get the buildup to leave loose, so that I could rinse her clean. Abby’s breasts were small but firm, and as I gently scrubbed the dirt from her areoles, her nipples stood up and saluted. I tried to be as gentle as possible, but the really private. My first move was to contact my local ‘geek on call’.“So what can I do for you today chief?” he asked.“I am never going to get used to people knowing whose calling them, before I say a word. Anyway, I need you to run a couple of names for a criminal records checks. One is just his street name, so it might take a while, The other is a two year old murder victim.”“Is the Vic two years old, or the Murder. Is it one of the murders I ran the other day?” he asked.“Yes, Caroline Moore or Moorehouse.. ‘How old are you? How long were you married?’ Joanne laughed. ‘It’s considered bad etiquette to ask a woman her age,’ she replied. ‘I…I’m sorry,’ the young man said, reddening. ‘I…’ Joanne was touched by his discomfiture. ‘Larry, I was just teasing,’ she said. ‘I’m thirty-eight. I was married for twenty years.’ ‘No way!’ Larry replied, looking surprised. ‘You can’t be thirty-eight!’ ‘I am,’ Joanne replied. ‘How old did you think I was?’ Larry blushed and shrugged. ‘I…I don’t know,’ he replied..