Maybe he WANTS her to sleep like a log so we don't have to be quiet tonight. Her grin widened. The evening was looking better all the time!Rachel look...ed at herself in the mirror. "You still got it, girl!" she told her reflection as she rotated to check out the skin-tight jeans. She was proud of the firmness she saw and carefully ignored the wrinkles that she didn't want to see ... not if she wanted to stay in a good mood.She slipped off her extravagant diamond ring, put it in her jewelry box,. She is far from being the super model Mr. Brown thinks she is. But hey, we are ready to anything that has a puaay right now. Mrs. Brown gets on the bed and spreads her legs wide. Josh and I put on our condoms and get on the bed. Mr> Brown starts to film and bitch. The condoms suck, Mr. Brown keeeps stopping us, changing everything, yelling, this turns out to be the worst fuck ever. I can't cum and neither does Josh. We start to lose our hardons. We end up leaving never having a chance to get. However, I took some samples of what I believe to be remnants of tyres that had skidded upon the granite setts of the roadway, just above the place of death. Let me just relate to you the particulars."Elspeth then told her guests of her results. Both listened closely. Finally the inspector asked if he could have a formal report from her ladyship along with the samples she had taken from the scene. He indicated that the forensic lab at Scotland Yard would be repeating her tests and getting. Immediatly he started to groan. I ran my tongue over it as I slowly went down, struggling the more I put in my mouth. I realized one thing off the bat, I was enjoying this already. I like the feeling of it in my mouth. I love it. So I tried to start of slow, making him groan and call me names the more I went up and down. All I could get was about halfway, and I worked it the best I could. Out of nowhere he said, "This is too slow. I'm taking control." And with that he grabbed the back of my.