But, how?I've known Joe Bellamy for quite a number of years. He and I get together to play chess sometimes and he's even had occasion to consult me pr...ofessionally. He's a hell of a nice guy, even if he is a cop."Look, Joe. I can't make sense of it either. But, unless she staged the whole thing, and her injuries were self-inflicted... " Funny thing, Jer. We've had a flurry of similar reports in the past couple of months. A perp mysteriously pops up in a place where there's no access, the victim. You smirk and then with a straight face you tell me:'If we were anywhere else, I would slap your pretty face hard for that,' pointing to the wet patch I made on your jeans. 'And I would treat you really bad.' We both stand up and you pull your jeans and shorts down to your feet and sitting back on the chair you hint:'But you can do something for me.' I lower myself onto my knees and I continue the work you distracted me from. Your cock is even harder than before. Like if that was possible. I. But here he was again climbing onto the bed where the night before he had wished his wife would be more adventurous.Lindsey got on all fours and put her asshole right in Ron's face. Ron stuck his tongue in and tasted the all to familiar salty taste of black man cum. "Make sure you get it all tiny. I want to be totally clean for my men."When Ron was done Lindsey's ass was spotless. All the black man cum was now in Ron's belly. It disturbed Ron that he was growing so accustomed to this. He bottomed out and drew back, still going slow, teasing my pussy still buzzing from my orgasm.I purred as he drove in again. My small tits jiggled beneath me. I gripped the edge of the boat and peered into the dark depths, hoping to see our mermaid. Kolin groaned and slammed in harder, his balls smacking my clit."Damn, you are dripping wet," groaned Kolin."I'm so eager to see her," I panted. "You're not the only one eager to have a merwife."Kolin smacked my ass. "That's why I married you."I.