”“Using your thumb and two fingers of your right hand, carefully remove the firearm and hand it to me.”I complied, and he engaged the safety, th...n put the pistol on the hood of the other officer’s squad car.“Do you have any other weapons? A knife? Anything?”“A small utility pocket knife, but the blade is short. It’s in my right pants pocket.”“That’s it?”“Yes, officer.”“I’m going to frisk you.”“Officer, I know the law about firearms, which is why I complied. What’s your probable cause for. It is a perfect peach of a pussy too; no spare skin, just ripe pussy lips that are dripping with her juices as she has just been playing with herself.As his cockhead touches her labia, he slides it up and down slowly till he feels where he needs to be and then he thrusts from the hips. The head and three or four inches slide up her slimy chute easily. “Oh yes, it is fucking big.” she moans, stopping her attack on the girls pussy for a second.With his cock lodged in her pussy he can stand up now. "Cream and sugar?" Sure ... I'll have what you're having." I could finally smile and enjoy the moment. She still had her arms loosely around my neck but there was some space between our bodies and I was desperate to keep it that way until I got control of myself. Unfortunately, the little head didn't want to pay any attention to the big head."Why don't you relax on the sofa and I'll make the coffee," she said finally, still not taking her eyes off mine."Yeah ... of course ... uh ... unless you. Dean knew Rhia’s tells by now. He knew how to read her. Knew all the little tell-tale signs that came together to equal one big sure sign, which was her orgasm. Her breathing came in short, rapid pants as if she were having to tear the air out of her lungs. Her face would start to redden and whatever body part of his was inside her, be it tongue, fingers or cock, her pussy would pulse and dance around him.“Oh God,” he heard her say, crying to the sex deity above. “Oh God,” she said again. A few.