.?” I said softly. “Would you like another hug?” She nodded and I got out of bed, still naked. She was looking down and could probably see my se...mi. I opened my arms and wrapped them around her. She was a little wooden. I could feel her tits on my chest through her gown. I could feel my cock pressing against her. I could feel collective urgency. I squeezed her a little tighter and she now returned the hug. “Let’s go to your room Mrs. D and leave all these awkward feelings behind…the hugs don’t. She cocked a smile,”Ooh, thanks for reminding me.”She gave me a peck on the cheek and climbed back on my bed so that she was kneeling between my legs. Placing her hand on my still hard cock and slowly stroking it. Her eyes were glued to the sight.“Finally your mine.” She whispered to herself.Bridgette stopped stroking and took a firm hold of me, pointing my cock upwards to the ceiling. Taking her own sweet time to straddle my waist till my cock was right under her…her pussy.‘Ha-ha nice joke you. Can you get me that picture you found?"I nodded. In the next thirty minutes I could see what she was doing andhad to giggle. Bella looked back and forth at me, and Amanda then whenshe started to also giggle too, and asked, "What's so funny?" Amanda just set it up to where Looney World will associate this guyspicture with a missing adopted 'baby.'" But he's an Amazon..." Bella said."I've seen bigger Amazons than him forced by the courts into anadoption," Fred said with a chuckle. "Unfortunately. Hunton, eight o’clock it is. Thanks.’ ‘Well,’ he figured, ‘that took care of the apartment house.’ He called the Hermosa Beach police. ‘Detective Kleis, please. It’s Gregory Knotts.’ ‘Kleis, Homicide.’ ‘Now, what?’ he wondered. ‘Good afternoon, Detective. It’s Greg Knotts.’ ‘Where the hell have you been, Knotts. We’ve been looking all over for you and that crazy broad you took off with.’ ‘Did you lock up my apartment up?’ It made no sense to tell the police what he already knew. He still didn’t.