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He stood up and put the wallet on my motorcycle seat. Then he put the silken rope I had used to kill my mark there. He said something I couldn’t make out and the three of them laughed.“Miss Allen,” the plain closed cop began, as one of the true-blue boys yanked me to my feet. My head started to clear and plotted my escape. The brute cuffed my hands behind my back, the cuffs were snug but not tight, good. “You’re under arrest for the murder of one Thomas Haggar, you have the right...”Yada ... yada yeah, I know, sure I know it isn’t my first arrest, just get it over with, I thought it but didn’t say it when he finished the claptrap rights bullshit I spoke for the first time, “Yeah, sure I understand.” I didn’t have time for this shit, I have another job and a boat to catch.“Take her downtown,” the plainclothes detective told them. “Pat her down good be sure she doesn’t have anything concealed. Leave me some evidence bags before you go.”Tweddle Dumb felt my body all over, I can feel his. Then he told her to undress him.. Meg unbuttoned and removed his shirt, then undid his belt, and opened the front of his pants. With some help from Rick, his pants fell to the floor. Without a word, she pulled is boxer shorts down, exposing his hard cock. Since Meg was looking directly at his cock, Rich told her to suck it. Id told Rick that Meg really loves to have her tits squeezed and nipples played with, so while she was sucking his cock, Rick did his best to get at her tits. Next he had Meg lay on the living room rug and spread eagle. He said he could see how wet she was, as he took in the view. He got on top of her, inserted his cock, and began fucking her. At first he said she just laid there, but soon she was matching his every thrust with one of her own. He wasnt sure how many times she came, but was sure she came several times. When he was finished, he got up and got dressed, picked up his tools, and as he headed off to the basement, he told her hed fix the plumping.
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