She told that she will clean the pant and give back. It will take 30 mins maximum. She had very good boobs which i started noticing then. I told fine....Lets go. We went to her house, which was in a 4 floor apartment. As soon as we went inside, she told she will come in 5 mins. Her child is sleeping and hence will put her in bed. I was waiting in hall. She came back and told me to remove shirt, pant and give her. She will wash quickly and give back. She gave me a towel and her husband’s night. .. What it’d be like to be inside of me. Feeling me milk your aching cock. I know you’re thinking about me. I feel wanted. I sleep easy. The next day I close the curtains and go to bed early. The day after I write you a note. I sit in the dark till 2am and then slide out of the house, dressed in black like a shadow to push it into your flat’s letterbox. It says “I know you see me. I want you to see me. I want to see you to. Knock on my door tonight at ten or I’ll always close my curtains from. I was practically the only person in Services. Almost immediately after I arrived, I was summoned to Lieutenant Brownell’s office. It didn’t seem as if Jerry Wolinski had told anybody I was too screwed up to become a cop, but somebody must have told Brownell that I had gotten into it with Briggsby. He chewed me out royally and then sent me on my way. Five minutes later, he called me back into his office. He had just received a phone call.Mike Gorsky was dead.The call had been from the County. She might be going too far, but she won't turn back now. I move closer. I smell like expensive cologne. Suddenly my hand is between her legs, rubbing her mound. My big fingers probe her soft pubic mound. Yana's mouth drops open. She didn't expect me to go there so fast. An objection is on the tip of her tongue. She wills herself to speak. But instead of protest, only a soft moan comes out. Her thighs begin to shake, she reaches for me to steady herself, feels the fabric of my shirt, my big body.