There was a fairly large cooking area where the food was prepared and handed to us over a glass counter. We sat in an extensive vinyl floored area wit...h tables and chairs there were fixed to the floor. The soup kitchen had a mix of grubby looking men, in various states of cleanliness. Some looked like they were straight off the mean streets, in their soiled, creased and ill fitting clothing, others were dressed in manual workfare of jeans and safety shoes and there were a few half-decent guys,. What’s not to like.Then she got down on her knees and unzipped his pants. Boy did she get a shock as his cock was a bit longer than mine but way thicker.However it was a bit too late for her to back out of this.She reached out, held his dick and put the head into her mouth so she could suck on it and his dick started getting longer and harder. All this time Robert had taken off his shirt then got his pants off.He had her stop so he could get his shorts out of the way and then she resumed. Grabbing the waist of her pants, I pulled and was happily rewarded with both her pants and her little panties in my hands. Her pussy was perfect. Shaved with slippery wet pink folds, I was overtaken with the urge to taste her. I grabbed her ankles and opened her legs and, in the same motion, slid my tongue over her lips and into her beautiful pussy. Good god she was incredibly wet. Her nectar was immediately running down my chin. I couldn’t get enough. I tongue fucked her pussy hole and rubbed. In any case, we ain’t heard anything from you ladies to suggest that Miss O’Hara was the suicidal type. Suicides don’t normally involve as much cooperation and planning as went into Miss O’Hara’s killing.’ The evidence was that the hanging was what actually killed Judy but that this was only the final act of violence in a series of horrific abuses that she’d suffered. Inspector Papadopoulos didn’t give an account of the actual lynching, but I have a vivid image in my mind (derived from some of.