"We looked at each other, and then I started explaining. The others chipped in from time to time with what they'd done. We got a lot of nods, and when... I told them about accessing the recording program of the spy eyes, they smiled."I encountered some of that," Cheryl said softly. "I like your solution. Go on."Jared described the latest threat, more perceived than with concrete evidence. "We think this is another investigation, but we can't quite put our finger on where it's coming from, or who's. I admit to being totally surprised when I saw her fasten her mouth over the opening of Carl's prick as he began to ejaculate. But I wasn't the only one. Kelly had actually surprised herself at her spontaneous action. She had thought that because his cock was so perfect, his semen would taste like nectar. Well she was certainly wrong about that! It tasted like semen, and, what's more, there was a lot of it. With the reality came her instinctive reaction and she pulled away from his cock but not. I could hear giggling and new that they were playing with each other again.The beers had finally gotten to me and I drifted off to sleep.I awoke about 4 in the morning and Carol was on top again riding him hard, I got up and laid on the other bed, Paul looked at me and smiled but I don’t think Carol even noticed me.With in I fell back to sleep listening to their moans and groans. The next time I awoke Carol was straddling me moving her pussy up to my face. When she found her target she started. Come on." Mary took the lead and I followed her to the car, and then once we were out of the parking lot, of all things, Mary directed me to drive to the 'Bistro Provence' on Pass Avenue in Burbank, the same exact restaurant that Katherine had taken me to when I had read the letter left for me inside Caroline Anne Gridley's notebook of Personal Thoughts.I don't know if it was destiny or just a strange coincidence but once inside, despite the place being relatively empty, what with the lunch.