Mason;sstudy. As soon as we'd entered the study, we began searching throughRandolph's files for clues to who might have committed Jack's murder. Asit... turned out, Randolph Mason junior's files were very extensive, and wefound a record of him defending a client from a murder that was identicalin all respects to the murder of Jack Madison."This man was also strangled to death at his house while he was lyingasleep in bed!" I told the Tiger Man. "Could Madme Thriller have usedher powers to created. He was moaning and sweating when all of a sudden I thought I heard someone inside, so we stopped right away. He quickly got up and went to who it was. I found it quite funny that he left still stark naked with his dick standing at attention. When he got back after discovering that the voices were coming from outside, we both had lost our erections, which meant one thing, he needed to go to work on me again. He tackled my tits with his tongue which was nice, but not as nice as him on my head.. I grinned and told him about the wine and that I'd hit it off just fine with Arnie and that he would soon be along."He's great," I gushed. "We teased and talked innuendo to each other until he made me wet."Before I could react; being a buzzed with wine, George said, "Here, let me feel." He had my skirt up in a flash and his finger in me and out, skirt back down and proper. Only my flushed features and panting, "Oh!" and the smell of my pussy fluids, would suggest something naughty may have been. I watched in stunned silence as Shannon, the woman marrying my best friend, unclasped my belt, pulled down my jeans, and wrapped her fingers around my hard shaft.She stroked my cock as I watched, now complicit in her infidelity, but it had been a few weeks since I'd had sex, so I wasn't exactly in the right state of mind to refuse. She begged and begged me to keep silent, and I just asked questions. Apparently, the man she had been with when I saw her was a local drug dealer she owed money to,.