‘Do you want me to leave?’ ‘What? God no. I mean, can’t we just be together? I want you to stay. Will you stay, Amy?’ Amy smiled, looking re...ieved. ‘Sure. But you better not touch me below the waist. I’m like a time bomb, okay?’ John laughed, ‘Deal. Likewise. I mean, I’m not a time bomb, but I’m a guy, which is pretty much the same thing. Don’t think for a second that you don’t turn me on something fierce.’ ‘Oh, I know I do,’ Amy gave a cocky little grin. ‘And we have plenty of time to find out. Sharon could usually deal with cops without difficulty. She was a good looking woman and a little batting of the eyes and a bit lip could get her out of most difficulties with a gentle warning, but her curly hair was still wet and lank, her makeup long gone and her dress crumpled and noticeably soiled from the bar. But still, some guys liked a messy girl. A little charm was worth a try. "I... I'm so sorry officers." Make a habit of this sort of thing ma'am?" asked the swarthy cop."No. Not at. I was going to. I wanted to show off. Then I thought who would believe me? No one was going to believe I've just shagged an indian girl and she was never going to admit it. Then I thought why tell anyone? I liked her. I wanted to shag her again and again."I told you, Ruby," I said. "You can trust me to keep my mouth shut. Now can I have your number."She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and said, "No, you give me your number and I'll call you."She was back to her old self again. Confident. My legs were getting tired and I squatted all the way down deep onto him like before only this time I rotated around moving one leg up and over his chest so that I was facing him. I moved off my feet and back down on to my shins keeping him deep inside of me and putting my hands on his chest for support before I resumed fucking him. I couldn't believe how good he felt inside of me and both of us were getting pretty turned on. After slowing down for a bit with some hugging and kissing, he.