She ran around the house half undressed and her father was worse than a horny teenager. He was constantly putting his hands under her shirt playing with her huge tits or down her pants fingering her pussy. Tonight when Pam walked in the kitchen her dad had her bent over the counter with his cock in her cunt fucking her right there. She had caught them with the wife on her knees sucking his cock and they funked all night and she could hear them moaning and groaning and humping each other. Pam went over to her dad's best friend to talk with him about it. She told Jay all about it and he was a good listener. She then started to cry and and Jay rubbed her shoulders and then her back and hugged her. She put her arms around him and hugged him tight. Then it just happened. Jay began to kiss her neck and pull her tighter so her tits pressed to his chest. Pam then put her lips on Jay's and they began kissing and exchanging tongues. Jay's hand went from her back to her tits and he caressed. .. simply doesn't exist" Doesn't it?" Asked Walter, reaching across the small table to place his fingertips on her forearm.The touch was exceedingly sensual. A jolt, almost electric, shot up her arm, peaking her desire and turning the seep of fluid from her heated sex into a flood. It was all she could do to not leap across the table and rip off his clothes.The alarm bells were suddenly in the front of her mind.She jerked her arm away from his touch. A look of shock and disbelief on her face."My God! It does exist! And you're doing it to me right now ... trying to get me to have sex you." The feelings of disbelief turned to a sense of betrayal. "Is that why I'm here? You offer to help with the case just so you can get me alone and rape me using your ... ability? Oh, shit! The robberies ... is that you?" She was suddenly terrified. If he was behind the robberies, what chance did she have now? Her hand went to the gun at her back, but she didn't draw it, waiting to see what he would do.
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