Once Buck had finished with them and left the building, the guards ran down the stairs, jumped onto the service cart and drove from the lab back to th...ir basement headquarters to follow along with what was happening.Once outside, Cpl. Buck tried each key fob to see which key belonged to which car. He threw the other keys at their respective cars. The alarms dinged as he pressed each button – a new blue Ford Explorer; an older, faded, blue Ford Explorer; a re-creation of “The Pussy Wagon” pickup. I found an old t-shirt, something I wore three or four years ago that had gotten shoved to the back of my drawer. It was tiny. It would mold to my body and hug my firm, little titties. I bet it would show a good inch or two of my belly. I smiled as I pulled it on.It. Was. Tight.I had to wiggle to pull it over me, feeling the material stretching around my body. I gasped when it crossed my nipples, stimulating my little buds. I groaned, my pussy getting so juicy and wet. My naughty panties. So she sat there on the trunk of the cruiser, body numb, her mouth turned to cotton. “You ever do something stupid, Marshall? Gone too deep you don’t recognize the person on the other side?” She didn’t look at him. Couldn’t look at him. She gazed straight ahead, at the giant disk of white silver hanging in the Texas night. There was a crunch of gravel. He leaned against the cruiser, eyes closed. “First marriage,” was all he said, before spinning around and opening the door. “In you go,. He wrapped him arms around me while we spooned and I could feel his nice 9 inch cock get harder and harder every time I moved closer to him. I grinded my ass on his dick to tease him some more. I loved teasing his hard cock and just working on him after hes had enough teasing. He slowly slid off my shorts and my panties to reveal my bare ass. He moaned as he grabbed my ass hard and spanked it. I climbed on top of him and kissed his soft, sweet neck. I licked, bit, and sucked it until he had.