Chapter 2: Keeping a Secret

“About time!”

Team leader Leroy Jethro Gibbs grunts at Kate as she runs onto the crime scene. “It won’t happen again, boss,” Kate says, a little out of breath from running from her car.

Gibbs gives Kate another unimpressed grunt and returns to working the crime scene. Gibbs talks to McGee about contacting the victim’s superior officer.

Meanwhile, Tony Dinozzo leans in to speak to Kate, and she starts drawing sketches of the crime scene.

“What kept you? Got lost on your way to the cemetery?” Tony jokes.

Tony whispers to Kate, knowing that making fun of Abby with Gibbs close by is almost like a death sentence, as Gibbs cares for Abby like a father figure.

“That’s not funny, Tony.”

Kate chases him while she remains focused on your job. Tony returns to taking photos while Kate jots down measurements of the crime scene on her notepad. Only when she hears Doctor Mallard call out does Kate’s focus waver.

“Nice of you to join us, Gerald.” Dr Ducky Mallard comments, scolding his assistant.

The very sound of Gerald’s name causes an immediate reaction from Kate. Her breath quickens as she recalls watching Abby and Gerald having sex. The way Gerald fucked Abby’s throat as her head hung loosely off the side of the bed. That particular memory causes Kate’s mouth to water slightly. Kate doesn’t realise she finds herself staring at Gerald.

“Sorry, Doctor. I got held back.” Gerald.

Kate lets out a short laugh, which she tries to cover with a cough. The crime team turns to look at Kate, confused by her outburst of laughter. Noticing the attention she is getting, Kate quickly refocuses on her work. Gerald apologises profusely to Doctor Mallard before helping as he unzips the body bag.

As the two medical experts got the body in the bag, Gerald pauses only momentarily so Dr Mallard doesn’t notice. He stops upon feeling someone’s eyes on him. Gerald turns his head slightly and notices Kate staring right at him. It wasn’t just the staring that caught Gerald off guard. It’s what Kate is doing with her pen. She starts to run the push button along her lips as if using the pen as a lipstick.

Gerald gulps at seeing Kate sensually run that pen around her lips. It could be his imagination, but the female agent is breathing hard as Kate has just finished a marathon run. Gerald didn’t know that Kate had seen him with Abby earlier that night.

That at this exact moment, Kate is imagining his thick black cock invading her mouth while Abby is ... Kate is so lost in her thoughts that it distracts her enough for Gibbs to notice and call her out.

“Kate!?”

Kate shakes his head and refocuses on the job.

“Sorry, boss.”

Gibbs scowls at Kate’s lack of focus on the job. Kate looks downward, ashamed, knowing Gibbs will likely chew her out for this later.

“Onward, Gerald. Back to the lab.” Ducky tells Gerald.

The two men get the body safely in the back of the van. As they push the trolley together, Ducky speaks to Gerald.

“I hope your tardiness won’t become a regular phenomenon, hmmmm?”

“No, doctor, it won’t be,” Gerald replies earnestly.

Ducky gives a nod of approval to that. As the two enter the van, Gerard again notices Kate staring at him. Gerald gives her an awkward wave, which she ignores and turns away.

Gerald becomes bewildered at Kate’s strange behaviour. He always got along with the special agent, but she seems a little jittery today. However, Gerald doesn’t have time to delve deeper into the matter, quickly getting in the medical van with Doctor Mallard.

Later At the NCIS morgue

The door to the NCIS morgue hisses open, causing Gerald to look up. He smiles at the newcomer as Abby walks in. Her cheery smile can light up a room as depressing as the morgue can be.

“Hi, Gerald. Got those ‘test’ results for you.”

Gerald’s attention is drawn to Abby’s hand, across her mouth. She quickly signs the word private to Gerald. He has been learning sign language from Abby for the last few weeks.

Gerald nods his understanding, and the two walk to the far right corner of the morgue. This area of the morgue is a blind spot from the camera positioned on the top corner of the other side of the room. However, even though Gerald and Abby are out of camera view now, they must be quiet while audio is picked up from the camera feed.

Gerald and Abby face the desk as they speak softly to one another. Gerald cannot help but check out what Abby is wearing. Beneath her white lab coat, Abby is wearing a red plaid dress almost completely covered with white skulls. Red high heels with white polka dots and over-the-knee black thigh highs with black bows.

Gerald leans down and tucks his hand underneath Abby’s lab coat. Abby stiffens from feeling Gerald touch her backside. She knocks her hip against Gerald’s hip to stop him.

“We need to talk. Not to fool around.” Abby scolds Gerald.

“Not with you dressed like that,” Gerald replies. “How can I concentrate on any sort of conversation?”

Gerald’s hands probe Abby’s nether regions, making her shudder, as his fingertips trace up her thighs. Gerald smiles, feeling no panties.

“No panties. You little minx.”

Before Gerald can touch Abby’s vagina, she stops him by a startling revelation.

“Kate saw us.”

“She ... what? Wait, where did she see us? Here?”

“No, not here. At my house earlier.” Abby explains quickly.

“And you didn’t tell me.”

“I tried to, but at the time, you jammed ‘this’ down my throat.”

Abby grabs Gerald’s hard-on through his scrub pants. Now, it is Gerald’s turn to stiffen as Abby has an iron grip on his massive shaft.

“Did you want an apology?” Gerald asks with a cocky smile.

Abby leans close to Gerald’s face, her lips enticingly close to his. Abby moves back before Gerald can close in for a kiss.

“No apology needed,” Abby says teasingly with a bright smile and a wink. “So, is she okay with us ... being together?” Gerald asks.

Gerald now tells Abby about Kate’s behaviour at the crime scene. Abby’s smile widened further, her brain already thinking of some possibilities. She can feel Gerald’s cock grow more prominent at the thought of Kate watching them have sex. Abby decides to push further on the matter to reveal more.

“I think so; I mean, she was masturbating while watching us.” “She was!? Aw. Why didn’t you tell me?” Gerald complains.

Now Gerald’s cock is pointing outward from his scrubs, like a pole underneath a tent. Abby licks her lips as she stares at Gerald’s cock tenting outward. She resists the urge to get down on her knees. To pull down his scrub pants and go to town on his big black cock. Abby’s mouth is parched, but no amount of her favourite caffeine beverage, Caf-Pow, can quench her thirst. Gerald can see the hunger shining brightly in Abby’s eyes. He decides to take action and make the first move.

Gerald pulls his scrub pants down and exposes his long black anaconda. Gerald’s giant shaft whips up and bobs up and down for a little. Abby’s knees buckle; the temptation to get on her knees and take Gerald’s cock in her mouth is overwhelming. She glances around to check they are indeed alone. Gerald only raises an eyebrow, enjoying watching the turmoil on Abby’s face. Her exquisite mind goes through a thought process at light speed, weighing the pros and cons of resisting temptation.

Con - losing her job at NCIS

Pro - giant black cock needs to be sucked.

Con - If caught while having sex in the workplace of a federal building, will lose all credibility in the forensic world.

Pro - giant black cock now bobbing for attention. Mouth salivating with need.

Con - You’ve already had sex before in various locations around this very building.

“Wait, is that last one a pro or a con?”

Abby frowns at Gerald; her fight against temptation is futile. He smiles while flexing his shaft, making it pulse in Abby’s hand. She finds herself kneeling, becoming at eye level with the black behemoth. A drop of precum glistens out of the tip. Abby licks her lips, unable to resist a taste as she leans forward.

Her tongue polishes the head of Gerald’s cock as she licks off the precum. Gerald and Abby both moan at the tongue contact; their combined moan echoes loudly in the autopsy room. Once Abby gets a taste of Gerald’s precum, she doesn’t stop. Opening her jaw wide and engulfing the black cock whole.

Abby deep-throats Gerald’s shaft almost immediately. This action makes Gerald’s knees nearly buckle. He likes to call Abby his blowjob queen. The way she can engulf his massive black cock, is almost like a human vacuum cleaner. And the sound.

Gerald’s arousal skyrockets from the sound of loud and yet muffled wet slurping. He grits his teeth, already on the edge, to blow his load down Abby’s throat and into her stomach. Abby’s eyes shone brightly, and Gerald could have sworn she was trying to smile around her strained jaw.

Abby is enjoying seeing Gerald strain to hold himself back from cumming. Suddenly, the door to the autopsy opens with a hiss, and Dr. Ducky Mallard walks in. The doctor is focused on a folder; he doesn’t see Gerald and Abby yet, which gives the two some time. Luckily, with Abby kneeling, she quickly ducks underneath the desk to hide. Gerald quickly takes a seat to hide his enormous erection.

“Ah, Gerald,” Ducky says, looking up at his notes.

Dr Mallard glances at the body and back at Gerald. Gerald keeps his body facing away from Ducky, only turning his head toward him.

“Why are you over there, at my desk?”

Dr Mallard’s tone of voice is full of suspicion, which makes Gerald gulp. Unable to stand up because of his ‘situation’ down below. Thinking quickly on his feet, he knows exactly what to say to distract Ducky.

“I was about to call Abby,” Gerald pauses.

“There’s some microscopic metal fragments around the gunshot wound. Could give us the ammunition type used on the victim?”

The reason behind Gerald pausing is that Abby pinched him on the thigh. He ignored her and concentrated on giving his report. Gerald did find the metal fragments before Abby entered the room. A case-related matter worked to divert Ducky’s attention away from Gerald and Abby. Dr Millard walks over to the operating table and peers into the microscope where Gerald had collected the fragments to peer at. Gerald quickly adjusts his lower body, tucking his shaft back into his pants and stands up quickly. He is quick to be at Ducky’s side at the operating table.

“Step one is done,” Gerald thought. “Lowering Ducky’s suspicion of the situation.”

“Now, step two. Getting Abby out of the room.” Gerald glances over at the victim’s clothes, which are lying in an evidence bag. Another distraction is needed so Abby can escape free from detection.

“And err ... I found something else. On the victim’s clothes.”.

Ducky looks up from the microscope, walking around the operating table to join Gerald. Abby sees her chance, with both men back to her. Worried that her high heels might make too much noise on the floor.

“Exactly what am I looking at, Gerald?” Ducky asks, genuinely confused.

With no choice, Abby moves across the floor, using her hands and knees. She moves as quietly and as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, Abby will show up on the camera feed, forcing her to hack the NCIS surveillance system. But that requires Abby to get back to her computer in her lab.

“Well ... uh, this ah this smudge here. What could that be?” Gerald asks akwardly.

“Well, I don’t see anything.” Dr Mallard asks, confused.

Another problem is that the door to the morgue will open, and the sound will alert Ducky. The second operating table should block Abby from view. Unless, Doctor Mallard peers over the table. Just before Abby is close enough to the door to activate the motion sensor, the automatic doors open.

Abby stops like a deer in headlights, looking up as Kate enters the autopsy room. Kate stops misstepping, seeing Abby on her hands and knees. Abby brings a finger to her mouth, signalling for Kate to be quiet. Kate recovers quickly from the shock at seeing the forensic scientist on the ground. She nods, understanding that Abby has crawled around her and left the room.

“Ah, Caitlin, what news do you bring us? Is Jethro getting antsy?” Dr Mallard asks with a cheerful smile.

“If by antsy you mean stir crazy like a rabid raccoon,” Kate replies with a smile, though her smile has no humour.

Already been chewed out by Gibbs for being late to the crime scene. She keeps her attention on Dr Mallard, making a point not to look in Gerald’s direction.

“Should I take the metal fragments down to Abby?” Gerald asks Dr Mallard.

“I’ll do it,” Kate says rather quickly.

She has her hand out to Gerald, ready to uphold the chain of custody. Her gaze toward Gerald is somewhat hardened, almost like she is glaring at him. This makes Gerald hesitate, hoping for more alone time with Abby. Kate raises an eyebrow at Gerald, getting impatient at Gerald’s hesitation.

“Um, well, thank you, Agent Todd,” Gerald says.

Gerald gently and carefully gathers the metal fragments in an evidence bag. He hands them over to Kate, who takes the bag and leaves without saying anything else. Gerald watches Kate leave, his gaze going down to watch her butt sway side to side. He becomes startled and stops staring at Ducky, clearing his throat and diverting his attention back to the task. Gerald looks up to see the doctor giving him a disapproving look.

“Come, Gerald, we have more pressing matters here.”

“Of course, Doctor. My apologies.” Gerald returns his attention to his work.

Dr Mallard leans down to the body to speak to it.

“I must apologise to my assistant. Good help is hard to come by.”

Abby’s laboratory

Abby is typing away at her computer at an accelerating pace, her fingers almost a blur. She uses two screens at once to hack into the NCIS security mainframe. Abby is working hard to delete the camera footage of her crawling on the morgue floor. Abby is forced to hack her way into the NCIS mainframe. Luckily, she knows the firewalls that protect the database. Just as Abby finds the video and brings it on screen, she doesn’t notice her new guest.

“Not the most flattering video of you,” Kate comments behind Abby.

Abby almost jumps out of her skin from surprise. She turns and faces Agent Todd in annoyance.

“Kate!? My god, you scared me.”

Abby lightly punches Kate in the shoulder. Kate smiles in response, secretly happy to get the jump on the forensic scientist. She notices the security footage and reconfigures the camera view of the morgue. And Abby crawled along the floor of said room.

“Abigail Sciuto, you wouldn’t be hacking into the NCIS database?”

A rhetorical question, as Abby tries vainly to cover the computer screens. She uses her body as a shield as she steps in front of the computer to block them from Kate’s view. Kate cannot help but chuckle at Abby’s vain attempts to hide her work. She puts her hands up in surrender. “Relax, Abby, I’m not going to report you.”

“Thanks, Kate. Sorry, but it usually means trouble when someone uses my full name. I’m brought back to my teenage years in high school...”

“Abby!” Kate speaks loudly to interrupt Abby’s fast-paced chatter.

“We should talk about last night.”

Abby nods and glances around, sharing that the two are alone. Abby takes Agent Todd by the hand and leads her to the office. Once they go through the glass doors, Abby sits at her desk and gestures for Kate to sit in the empty seat beside her.

“I know this is important, but first, let me analyse it.”

At first, Kate didn’t know what she was referring to. Abby nods to the evidence bag in Agent Todd’s hand. Kate had utterly forgotten about it; it was not the main reason she wanted to meet with Abby. Kate gives Abby the plastic bag, and the forensic scientist gets to work. Kate observes her enter the tiny metal shards into the Mass Spectrometer machine.

As the machine hums and beeps, processing the evidence, there is an awkward silence between the two. Two women face the machine, giving each other figurative glances. Neither woman is uncertain how to proceed with a conversation. Abby is the first one to take the plunge.

“Okay, can we talk about last night?” Abby asks.

“First, how about what was going on in the autopsy?” Kate says with a big smirk.

Abby hesitates but realises there is no need to keep secrets from her best friend.

“Gerald and I were ... messing around,” Abby explains.

Kate’s face soured; she could imagine plenty more romantic locations than autopsy to fool around in. Abby notices Kate’s face sour and speaks up.

“Hey, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it”, Abby quips defensively.

“So how long have you and Gerald been ... dating?”

“Dating?” Abby laughs softly. “More like knocking boots. We’re just ... having fun and see where it leads.”

Kate laughs with Abby; the forensic scientist’s laugh is infectious. Kate doesn’t judge, as she is no virgin, and Agent Todd has disclosed her wild sexual past to Abby. But Kate has never had a friend-with-benefits relationship before. She is curious how such a relationship can work with co-workers.

“So, did you like what you saw?” Abby asks with wiggling eyebrows.

Kate blushes as she remembers seeing Gerald and Abby together. It all happened a few hours ago, yet more time has transpired since then. Abby almost teases Kate, and seeing the seasoned federal agent blush is cute.

“I’ve never been in such a position before.”

“Which one?”

“The one where you were laying on your back, and Gerald was...”

“Ramming his giant black cock in my mouth and throat.” Abby finishes for Kate with a big grin.

Kate rubs her thighs together, looking down shyly.

“Yeah, I’ve never seen that before. What’s that position called?”

Kate is very curious; while sexually active, her sex life is somewhat tamed.

“I don’t know. Upside blowjob? We don’t plan what we do next. We go with the flow.” Abby explains.

“Like messing around in autopsy?”

“Hey! You’ve seen Gerald’s anaconda. Trust me, it’s irresistible, almost like a drug. But in a good way.”

“Not if it’s going to get you fired.” Kate quips back. “And it can’t be that good.”

“Good? What do you mean?”

“I mean ... blowing a guy.”

“A blowjob? Kate. You have given a blowjob before, right?”

Kate looks away, and Abby can see her reliving some unsatisfactory memories.

“In the past, yes. I ... don’t enjoy it. They were always trying to ram it down my mouth, making me choke. Once, I pretended I was going to vomit so the guy would leave.”

“I bet that worked,” Abby says with a laugh. “A huge turn-off for a guy.”

“You’re telling me.”

Kate joins in laughing with Abby. However, the agent is eager to learn more about Abby and Gerald’s sexual relationship.

“So why do it? I mean, it can’t ... taste good, can it?”

“Gerald’s cock? Caitlin! Are you asking for sexual details between your coworkers?”

Before Kate can answer, Abby nudges her on the elbow good-naturedly.

“Relax, Kate. I can see how eager you are to know more. So I’ll answer your questions. But before I do, you have to say it,” Abby says, her smile gone as she delivers an ultimatum. “Say what?”

“Ask me what Gerald’s big black cock tastes like, Abby?”

Abby spoke slowly about each workout for emphasis. Kate wets her lips, mentally and physically preparing to ask the question.

“What does Gerald’s big black cock taste like?” Kate asks in almost a whisper.

Abby holds back from blurting out, laughing at her best friend, speaking so softly that she can barely hear her. Abby decides to answer Kate and not embarrass her further.

“Gerald’s cock has such a manly flavour. Salty yet musky. Penetrates the nostrils like a Na’u flower.”

“What flower?” Kate asks in confusion.

“Flower baric to Aloha state called Hawaiian Gardenia”, Abby explains.

“Just thinking about it makes my mouth water just thinking about that towering mass of black cock.”

“So what happened in Autopsy?” Kate asks eagerly.

“That was completely his fault. He starts showing off his massive hard-on after hearing about...” Abby suddenly stops, her eyes widen, and she closes her mouth so tightly that her lips fold into her mouth. Kate’s eyes narrowed, seeing Abby’s guilty expression. It takes a moment for the federal agent to work out the truth.

“You told him, didn’t you?” Kate says, becoming angry.

“We don’t keep secrets, Kate.”

Before Kate can say anything, Abby interrupts her.

“You were the one who was watching us. Remember.”

Kate takes a deep breath to calm herself, knowing that Abby is right. It was Kate who trespassed into Abby’s home and watched them have sex like a voyager.

“So Gerald knows. How ... how did he react to the news of me?”

Abby couldn’t help but smile at how shy Kate was acting, sounding like a smitten schoolgirl talking about her first crush and not a seasoned federal agent. Kate glares at Abby until the forensic scientist’s smile lessens only slightly.

“Well, I told you about his massive hard-o,” Abby said, nudging her knee against Kate’s knee teasingly.

Abby leans closer to her friend to whisper in Kate’s ear.

“He was excited to hear that you were masturbating while watching us.”

Kate breathes through her nostrils, flaring, failing to hide her arousal. Abby notes the agent’s arousal but doesn’t comment. She decides to push Kate further towards the edge of pleasure.

“Maybe you’d like a taste of that thick black cock? Mmmm?”

Kate doesn’t answer, as her mouth has suddenly become parched. This renders her unable to speak or comment. That and Kate’s hesitation to voice her unsure feelings about becoming intimate with Gerald. It seems Abby wouldn’t mind; she is pushing Kate to confront her feelings. What Kate doesn’t know is that Abby has had her share of sexual encounters with more than one person.

Threesomes, orgies and one gang bang in high school with the school basketball team. Abby is close to tipping Kate over the edge of the idea of becoming intimate with Gerald. And possibly Abby herself, that is, until they were interrupted. Kate’s cell phone went off, almost making the two women jump out of their seats. Kate, while a little flustered, answers her phone quickly. “Hello? Yes, Tony. What?! The boss is coming here?!”

Kate turns to Abby, but she is gone. Kate looks around, trying to find the forensic scientist. She finally sees Abby standing at her main computer waiting to give her report to Gibbs. Kate watches Gibbs arrive in the lab, and Abby greets him warmly with a hug. The senior agent shares a smile with the forensic scientist, and the smile is a rare sighting, like seeing a blue moon.

Kate stays in the office part of the lab, taking deep breaths. She had time for her body to cool down, as she felt like hot molten lava. Kate hated how easily Abby was able to manipulate her emotions. She wasn’t interested in getting involved with Gerald, a co-worker. He’s already ‘involved’ with Abby, so why should you be? No matter how large that thick black cock. I mean, it probably wouldn’t even fit in my mouth. Without realising it, Kate has her mouth open as wide as possible. Testing her jaw muscles for practice.

I mean, it wouldn’t be that difficult, would it? Taking that black python of a cock. If Abby can do it, certainly I-.

Kate shakes her head at such thoughts. Was she trying to compete with Abby over Gerald? Over what? The most enormous cock she has ever seen. Her thoughts are interrupted again, this time by Gibbs. He knocks on the glass to get Kate’s attention to join them. She jumps out of the chair, hitting her left shin against Abby’s desk.

Kate’s face turns red in embarrassment, but she quickly exits the office to join Gibbs and Abby. The mistake helps Kate; her embarrassment allows her to hide her feelings of arousal. She joins the other two and stays silent to listen to Abby’s crime report and the evidence found at the scene.

Hours later.

Kate rubs the sleep from her eyes. She is sitting at her desk, taking a short break. It is either very late at night or very early in the morning. Kate avoids checking the time to prevent burnout. She successfully avoided Abby for the rest of the day. After their ‘discussion’ in Abby’s lab, Kate avoided all contact with the forensic scientist. As punishment for being late to the crime scene, Gibbs kept Kate at her desk all day.

Kate was forced to watch Gibbs, Tony, and McGee leave to chase leads. She understood the punishment and had no ill feelings towards her boss. If anything, Kate got off easy, at least not getting the famous Gibbs head slap. Kate returns to her computer and rechecks the case notes—the computer pings, alerting Kate to an email.

She is about to click the link but hesitates upon seeing who it’s from. Seeing the email from Abby makes Kate wary. The NCIS agent pulls her hands back from the keyboard as if a poisonous snake had just landed before her. Kate gulps, becoming very nervous. Is Abby calling her down to the lab again? If it is case-related, Kate would have no choice but to head downstairs, as the rest of the team is all out chasing a lead. Kate takes a deep breath, finds her resolve, and clicks the email link. The agent’s jaw drops, and her eyes widen as she takes in what is on her computer screen. It is a selfie picture of Abby on her knees. But her eyes are obscured by a giant thick black cock, most likely belonging to Gerald. He is standing to the side; only his long shaft is in view.

Only Abby’s upper body is in the photo, revealing her hot, naked, tattooed body. The only bit of ‘clothing’ is a studded black leather collar around her neck. Gerald’s titan cock seemed to eclipse across Abby’s face, with her mouth hanging wide open. Looking closely, Kate could see Abby happily gurgling a mouthful of sperm as it dribbled down her chin and off the corners of her mouth.

Oh, Jesus! Abby looks so sexy with that load in her mouth!

It takes Kate a moment to realise where the photo was taken. Abby isn’t lying on a bed but on the autopsy table downstairs. Kate works out that this photo isn’t current, as Abby has her hair in pigtails. Movement from nearby co-workers walking by startles Kate. She quickly closes the tab on her email page and takes a deep breath to calm herself. Imagine the stares Kate would be getting if such a pornographic image was seen on her computer at work.

The NCIS agent tries to resume her work on the case but finds herself distracted, resisting the urge to take another peek at the photo Abby sent. Another ping and another email from Abby make Kate gulp. She stands up and leaves her desk. Kate was supposed to head downstairs to tell Abby to stop sending her explicit photos. Instead, she heads to the women’s bathroom with her phone.

Kate enters the NCIS women’s bathroom, checking the stalls to see if it’s clear of any other women. She enters one of the stalls and sits on a toilet seat. Kate, take a moment to think about this! Are you really going to masturbate in your workplace toilet? What if someone comes in!? But even as the logic part of her mind reprimands her, Kate is already unbuttoning and unzipping her pants. She hesitates to pull down her panties, though.

You’re on the toilet. It would be weird if you didn’t.

But that voice wasn’t the logical part of Kate’s mind. It was the mind that wanted the Federal agent to play with her pussy. Imagining herself getting caught makes Kate’s vagina get even wetter than she thought possible. Recalling the latest email from Abby, Kate fumbles for her phone out of her pants pocket, almost dropping the device on the floor. Once safely in her hand, Kate takes a deep breath to calm herself. Yet she is sweating, and her pussy is throbbing with need.

Kate clicks the email link, and her eyes widen as they drink in the image. Abby is on her knees, taking another selfie with Gerald’s cock beside her grinning face. But it is the black lipstick that has Kate’s attention. Abby is wearing black lipstick that is slightly smeared on her lips and chin. Kate’s breathing quickened on seeing the lipstick marks all over Gerald’s massive black weapon and testicles from where Abby had kissed it numerous times.

Looking closer at the photo, Kate can see a different mark. Not a kiss mark but a circular mark going around the circumference at the end of that giant black shaft. A mark to showcase Abby’s deep-throating skills at taking Gerald’s huge black cock down her throat. Kate can see traces of tears flowing down Abby’s cheeks from the strain of deep-throating Gerald’s massive cock.

Yet, even with the evidence of tears, Kate had never seen a bigger smile on the forensic scientist. Abby held her phone with one hand while the other held that giant black anaconda. The head of the cock was teasingly close to Abby’s lips. Without realising it, Kate finds her hand sliding downwards reaching her wet pussy. Angry at herself for giving in to temptation and desire. But unable to stop herself from rubbing her gushing vagina, through the moistmaterial of her white panties.