Everything is some sort of green in the photos. It’ll probably be GPS coordinates all the way.”The waitress returned with their cooler and Brenda ...finished her coffee. “Whenever you’re ready, Doctor Livingston,” she said. Steve downed his coffee, signed for their meal, and then stood. He grabbed the cooler and Brenda grabbed everything else, and they went outside to the parking lot.The pair settled their gear in the Land Rover and climbed in. The roads in town were adequately paved with asphalt,. I had gone to the police station after Carrie didn't come home the second day to file a missing persons report and to my surprise i was notified that my wife was sitting in jail awaiting arraignment and bond hearing. I kind of chuckled to myself this ought to be good i made sure to sit as close to Carrie as i could so i could rub it in when bail was finally set. After posting my wives bond i looked at Carrie and asked her what kind of bird can't fly Carrie just shrugged and said what the hell. All three detectives from the LA police force sat in awe as they weren’t used to the nice digs that the FBI had and sat intently listening to Tom trying to piece together what happened the night of the Salvatore Palandolpho assassination.Tom started the meeting off and said, “Well, now that we are all back in Los Angeles; it is time for us to start to see exactly where we are and take stock of any assets that we may or may not have and if we are able to continue on with this case collectively. "No," she said, "fuck me instead."She leaned back and grabbed her bag and pulled a condom out of it. In one quick movement, it was out of its wrapper and on my cock. She got onto my lap and eased herself down on me and I took the opportunity to suck her tits. They were as beautiful as I'd thought they would be, the nipples hard but pliant, her tits themselves firm and warm.She moved well, brushing her tits against my face. I licked them each and every time, delighting in the taste and each time.