"Good morning, sir, miss. How may I help you?" He chanted his ritual greeting and stood poised, awaiting an answer, one hand on his hip, the other str...king his chin. He looked Mr Devonshire up and down, raising an eyebrow - then both eyebrows - before turning an undoubtedly professional eye on Fluffy. "Mmmmm," he said, pursing his lips. "We are a well-endowed couple, aren't we!" My little girl ... my... daughter would like to look at some swimsuits." Oh, your daughter, of course. Perhaps a. I’d known her since middle school and I was as close to her as a man could be to another man’s wife without fucking her. She was the closest female friend I had. That friendship had come out of the fact that we had once had the screaming hots for each other and had fucked up a storm through half of the eleventh grade and all of the twelfth. We had even flirted with the idea of marriage, but education put a stop to that idea. Beth had gotten a full ride scholarship to Michigan State and we had. I started kissing and fondling her tits. I removed her bra, and her nipples were poking out. Her jumpsuit dropped to her knees. I started kissing all over her body, and she started to moan.I gently placed one of my fingers over her thong, and it was completely wet. Her eyes were flashing lights. I slid my hand inside her thong and started to finger her. She was all wet, and it was such a beautiful experience. Her pussy was dripping juices on my finger.Then I carried her to my bedroom and placed. The officer ran his fingers over my bruised breasts and arse cheeks, he lightly ran his finger up and down between the creased wrinkly lips of my cunt and toyed with my poor pierced clit. He spoke softly and told me it was such a shame that such a beautiful piece of woman would never have the thrill of a G spot orgasm again, I did not understand what he meant by this, but it scared me just imagining what it could mean.A “T” shaped device was brought from the metal table of implements, I could.