David, my husband, with a twinkle in his eye, had requested that I dress nicely for the evening get together. I complied, and felt excited to do so, a...s this was a diverse group and some of his friends were handsome. I wanted to look nice for them. Nothing more.As they started to arrive, I greeted them at the door and welcomed them to our house. I appreciated the complementary looks, and even the overheard comments to my husband, of how I looked when I opened to door for his friends. At my. Yet against his natural male instincts he had immediately deliberatelyavoided her as there was something about her that seemed odd and out ofplace, almost as if she had never been a waitress before and why he hadnot been back since, instead following her back to where she was living.He'd been back to the bar where she worked several times too but still nosign of her since.Faintly in the distance a train with loud clattering wagons strung farbehind it could be heard carrying most likely yet more. After a while, I started eating her asshole. Camilla squirmed in delight…Probing her anus with my tongue I added a third finger in her wet cunt. Again Camilla moaned loud with pleasure, reaching behind to spread her ass cheeks for me. I kept licking her dark rosebud getting her backside wet as my 3 fingers were pumping her pussy. I could feel her swollen cunt contracting on my fingers as she was about to cum again. Suddenly that bitch shuddered and came almost violently with my tongue in her. It also served to make Matt easier to spot. I could be home by tomorrow morning.I hadn't been at the table long before I saw Roxanne fly by in a squad car. She didn't stop at the motel; instead she flipped a U and returned to the diner. She had seen my bike and I knew I was who she was looking for.She entered the diner, spotted me then drew and aimed her magnum at my chest before giving the usual commands," Keep your hands where I can see them! Get on the floor! Spread eagle!" She placed her.