Who isthis very mysterious serial killer, and are BB's customers on the [email protected]******************************************...****************************Bikini Beach: Black WidowThe club was busy, but not as busy as it normally was on a Friday nightin the early summer. Guys sat in groups, watching the girls, as was theusual order of business. It was evident to the bartenders that theconversations had an edge, that people seemed a bit ... wary. Sure, theguys were. Alone. Partially dressed.?I chuckled at the thought of myself in a mansion. My bachelor pad was all Ihad known, and I risked losing it, too, if I kept spending all my time andenergy on the InterNet.I pressed ?Enter? for the last time, enduring the grinding of the hard driveand the dopey mist that clouded my eyes. I blinked to assure myself that Iwas still awake.I was.?Krissy-are you all right??I felt a firm hand on my shoulder. I looked up in dull recognition of anolder man dressed only in. The airplane accelerated for take-off and the G-forces pushed Tammy into me, smothering me deep in her cleavage. She groaned for me to wait for take-off, and when the aircraft pushed up, she allowed the forces to put me deep into her. Her face contorted with intense pleasure, she bit her lower lip as every push apart was slow, every time she moved down, put me deeper into her. As the aircraft levelled out, she thrust hard a few more times, then rode my shaft like a woman possessed. "I'm. I draw back to watch her face as she makes her next move.With her hand on mine, she leads my finger up and down the channel between her clit and the pulsating depths that promise infinite pleasure.Her eyelids droop slightly and she breathes in deeply, allowing the sensations to take over.Her eyes open fully and she looks directly at me with a sly, playful smile."Don't you love the way that feels? Put your finger inside me. Know what I have ready for you."I oblige.The warmth, the inviting.