Her hand grasped at his hair as her thighs gripped his head, another orgasm sweeping through her as his tongue delved deeper, lapping up her juices as her body went rigid, then relaxed again. He found his imagination sorely lacking when, ten minutes later she was sat on the edge of his desk, her panties discarded and her dress bunched around her waist as his tongue slowly travelled the length of her smooth, waxed slit. xxx 18 Her husband had died in a car wreck; he’d lost control, racing to his lover’s aide after finding out she’d been questioned by a detective, the same detective who was now taking alternative payment from his widow. She threw her head back, breathing heavily as her breasts were caressed and her nipples sucked; the chair creaking rhythmically as she
