The day was just beginning as Pussyfoot and Bright Eyes knew they had a case, and they couldn't wait to get down and dirty metaphorically speaking. As Pussyfoot and Bright Eyes were leaving, out comes Pussyfoot's little sister.
"What's up doll-face? We got called in to check up on some perv at the Joint last night who may have abducted one of the dancers. We're going to check it out."
Amanda Pussyfoot was tall, blonde, and legs for days. Tight little pussy and ass, as she takes after her sister. "Okay... well, I'm headed to school, and Ginger may be over later to work on homework."
"Sure, homework" said Bright Eyes.
Pussyfoot and Bright Eyes left for The Joint. When they got there, there were two police cars and a few more detectives.
"I thought this was my case." said the haunchy, burly bastard with green eyes.
"Well, you are wrong" stated Bright Eyes. "Now that we know this is not a case of missing persons, we just need to find out where they hid the body."
"How do you even know she wasn't abducted?" stated the surly man.
"Detective, it's what I do." stated Pussyfoot.
Moments later, they were back at the police station.
"Sure you don't want me to cumm and have me for dinner?" stated Bright Eyes.
"I'll take you into evidence and we can work it out there..." she whispered into her ear. "But first, I have a lot of work to do."
Pussyfoot sat down across from Bright Eyes, emotion swelling her heart. You know this is the Anniversary of the student killings, she stated. Bright Eyes understood and had lost her little brother to the massacres as well.
"Tell you what, come on over tonight, work the case with me, and I'll make you forget all about the killer and make you remember what really makes you moan."
"how can I resist?" stated Pussyfoot.
Later at the house, the girls had tracked down little evidence of the killing, which was not a good sign. Pussyfoot sat at the table, legs crossed over a red dress, practically cumming in her underwear as she watched Bright Eyes cook. She had Italian passion that she put into her cooking that you could only find in New York.
Bright Eyes let her taste the bolognaise sauce, which Pussy already knew was divine.
As she brought over the sauce, some fell on Pussy's dress.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Let me get this off of you."
Bright Eyes slowly peeled the dress of and over her shoulders revealing a bust for days, and her neon blue undies. "You're gonna make me cumm."
"I had such a hard day." stated Pussyfoot.
"Let me help you forget all about it." Just like that, Bright Eyes had swept the dishes off the table and Pussyfoot was up on it, legs spread wide. Bright Eyes plunged her fingers into Pussyfoot and she screamed from joy and pleasure. Bright Eyes continued as Pussyfoot forgot all about her troubles. Before she knew it, Pussy was being fisted and her hole was being tested. They took a bottle of the wine, drank it down then took turns fucking each other with the bottle.
That's what I call quite a night, stated Pussyfoot.
