Junior at that point even more closely resembled a bulldog, when saliva started freely flowing from the corners of his lips down his double chins.A wo...derful surprise met me, as Junior breathed out a contented sigh &, pulling me closer, engulfed my entire 7 inches: He had no teeth! (I recalled an uncle who hated dentures and had trained himself to sound & appear as if he had teeth.) I had never experienced such velvety wetness, but not knowing the protocol for unloading in a cop's mouth, I. I sifted through the remains of the contents of the box, setting aside the ball gag he’d given me which also brought back a special reminder of him just as I once again slide my fingers into my still wet pussy. Finally I opened the folder at the bottom of the box and grinned as I started reading the printed out e-mails from my pre marital days. I was about half way through the fourth print out when my curiosity got the better of me and I looked into the box once again. A grin crossed my face. "Then let's go inside." I took her hand in mine and we walked up to her apartment.She took out the keys and I took them from her hand. I opened the outer door and then had her lead to the elevator. She pressed the 5th floor and we exited. Her apartment faced west with what would be an ocean view.I opened the door and the alarm sounded. She walked in and turned it off. Then she turned to me."I know about the other three, Sir." Really and how do you know that?" I have been watching your house. Our make out is interrupted by the train stopping, we hurry off with our tell tale bags in hand- the black and pink bags are printed with, 'pleasure, seduction, titillate, tease'- glancing to the men, we note their tented trousers and giggle girlishly. We effectively run to her apartment, Sophie has her keys in hand as we reach her door and lets us in quickly, dropping our bags, our lips crush together again urgently. I turn her back to the wall, pressing against her as we french kiss noisily,.