Bob Randall was a private investigator. The glint of the parking lot crime light reflected from his binoculars as he focused on the third story window...above him. He chewed determinedly on piece of Carefree, wanting to smoke. Smoke obscures the view from the binocs, though, fogs the windows inside a car, and also sends up a smoke signal for anyone to see. So, gum for now. Bob put the binoculars onto the passenger seat, trading them for a pad and pen. He made a note of the time, and then got out. I placed one hand on her stocking knee and let it slide under her skirt and above her stocking tops. She tried to stop me with one hand, but it was just a token gesture, nothing more. I took her hand and placed it on top of my shorts for her to feel my now very hard cock. She let out a wince on feeling it‘You like it’ ‘mmm’ she replied. I pushed my hand right up to her knickers, then whoa. Little miss money Penny had a secret she had been keeping. There was a nice little cock and two balls. More

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