Soon I got my Cold Coffee and started having it. By the time I was having coffee d waiter came to me and gave me bit of paper. I was surprised but sti...ll I opened. I read ” You small boy look dashing in ur shades.. Wanna join us? To which I replied on the same bit of paper through d same waiter and I wrote ” You women killed me.. But now I wanna kill you”. By reading this both the women gave naughty smile and called me at their desk and I finally went.They introduced themselves and I too. They. That made trying to find a way to con the bad guys even harder. There was no way I could pretend to be a friend, since obviously the bad guys would know their friends.If not a friend, then what kind of stranger would seem harmless? Even better, what kind of stranger would I trust and want to help? I was trying to remember who all I had known that fell into that category. At that point, I remembered the UPS delivery of my pistol from California. It would be due a couple of days down the road. If. She had truly been a beauty and the Y-Incision scar down her torso did little to diminish her looks or the fact that she had a great body. The only other sign of injury on her was the reddish bruise around her neck left by the rope. There’s no way I’m going to let her go to waste. I quickly stripped and got onto the slab next to her. She was rather cold and stiff due to being frozen on her final flight back and it would be near impossible or extremely painful to do have sex with her corpse.. No wonder Ms. Lindon fucked her from behind. That ass is gorgeous.Those thoughts only made her clit grow into a dick faster. It was so tight, so uncomfortable. The tip of her dick throbbed in need. Yoshiko groaned, shuddering. Her pussy clenched at the friction rippling down her cock as it reached its full girth.She wanted to fuck Kat so hard. To ram her dick into the bully’s cunt like Ms. Lindon had with her strap-on.“What the fuck?” Kat hissed, shaking her head. “What is wrapped about my.