I finish mine, gets out of my tshirt and get into her chair, and light a cigarette. "Do you mind?" I ask as I move my finger up and down the bulge. "I... wanna save this moment as you say". Eyvor starts to lift her dress up over her legs. She does not care to play around - he dress go up over her head leaving her in just a bra, panties and her socks. "She turns around a few times, looks at me and asks if I like what I see. I get up and puts my hand into my trousers. "I like it very much. I would. In your wife's case all some one had to do was buy her a drink, slip something in her glass and they could have walked her out of Anton's with no one being the wiser. Let's go see if she's coherent enough to talk to us."She wasn't, but the doctor was able to tell us that there were no signs of force used on Mary Ellen, but that she had definitely had sex with multiple partners."No way of telling how many, but most definitely more than one."Sgt. Matthews told me that he would be back later to. The skirt was a pleated kilt looking thing, and when she spun around to show it off, it showed quite a bit of ass and twat... I grabbed her hand to make her stop twirling the skirt around. I looked around and there were quite a few guys around, teenagers, young men, middle aged fathers, grandfathers and all of them were rooted to where they were standing, staring. the women with them had huge eyes, and were gasping, except for a couple who I think might have been gay or bi from their obvious. For several moments, Jack looked intently into her eyes. She felt their souls reconnecting and understood then why he slowed their collision. ‘Yes,’ he whispered, again pulling her into his arms. ‘There you are, my love.’ Chloe felt his cock grow against her tummy, and she ached to take him into her mouth. Her eyes asked—begged, really—and Jack simply nodded. He knew her well and knew exactly what she wanted. Wasting no time, she dropped to her knees. The water lapped at her bare mound, and.