The bitch was completely overwhelmed, no, no,no she said. I gave her another SLAP, SPAT in her face, SHUT THE FUCK UP another SLAP, another slimey spi... over her FUCKFACE. Pulled her on her hair behind me, back to the living room.Pushed the FUCKMEAT against the wall, In one big jerk pulled her blouse open, buttons flying everywhere, tits falling out, pulled up her skirt and tore her panties apart. Pushed her arms against the wall, pushed her legs open. STAY THERE, DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING MOVE!The. ‘Just… just a handjob, right?’ she asked with as much courage as she could muster. The officer shook his head. ‘I’m gonna want your mouth as well girl. And them great tits of yours.’ She almost fainted at the idea sucking a strange man’s cock, but she steadied herself and reached forward to fumble with his belt. It seemed to take forever, but she unclasped it eventually and flinched as his manhood sprung to life when she pulled back his briefs. It stood there, tall and proud at 6 inches.. ‘Ohhh’ she protested, but I silenced her by kissing her deeply again. As I kissed her I rolled her on to her back. My hands on her body again because I simply couldn’t get enough of her, teasing her nipples, then sliding down to make sure she was ready for me. She was dripping, my fingers slipping between her folds and teasing her clit again. She moaned and arched her back responding instantly to my touch, but we had both had enough of teasing, it was time for our next first. I slipped between. My wife nipped out to obtain a fish and chip meal and Sarah made herself busy getting the kettle employed while I finished emptying a box of kitchen equipment. We bantered as usual and I complimented her on her hairstyle that was in plaits. She made no comment, but it was obvious my words excited her, I grabbed a few disposable plates and plastic knives and forks that had seen us through so far. The box of plates and cutlery was buried somewhere in the bedroom. With coffees made and armed with.