I alternated flicking my tongue over her clit and driving my tongue as deep into her pussy as I could. After a period of time Jennifer wrapped her han...ds around my head, forcing my mouth to her pussy that she was grinding into my face. Her whole body was shaking and her breathing was coming in short gasps. I knew she was right at the brink of her orgasm. I sucked her clit into my mouth like it was a small cock. While I held her clit firmly between my lips as I continued sucking on it, Jennifer. "Thank God! I thought they'd never come," Serena said in relief."Who? Serena what are you saying?" Raymond asked confused."It's the FBI. Checkmate Raymond," Serena said still lying on the bedraising her eyebrows."You, why would you do that? I loved you Serena. How could you do this tome," he said in disbelief."May be Serena wouldn't do this to you. But I can. You see I'm notSerena," she said getting up and stood before him pulling her hair backfrom her face.He couldn't believe what she was. I’m just going downstairs for a quickie. I have to show an apartment at one on the other side of the city.’ Jacquí grinned. ‘Let me grab my purse. Be right back.’ With that, she scurried down the hall as fast as her butter-cream Prada pumps would carry her. Denise forced herself not to admire the retreat. Before she could count to twenty, Jacquí returned with her matching butter-cream Prada handbag. Denise tucked her Coach knock-off under her arm. She felt good about the purchase when she. "MICHELLE, DON'T FORGET TO BE HERE AT THE COMPUTER TONIGHT AT 10:35PM AS SCHEDULED."Mike had forgotten all about that little sub-program that had run after reading the TG story the other evening. He laughed at the ingenuity of the author. This was apparently an additional sub-program that continued the charade. Mike decided that he would have to make sure he was at the screen at the designated time to see what else this ingenious author had "cooked" up. It was Anne Marie's night.