"What's the matter, Mike." I asked with a chuckle. "Getting horny watching Brenda?"Mike gave me a startled look, then sheepishly commented, "Well, yea... I guess I was. I haven't been laid in way too long" We chatted for several minutes about women and our love lives. Once he started to talk, I was amazed at how graphic and detailed Mike was in talking about his sexual encounters with his wife and other women. It became apparent that the quiet, soft spoken guy certainly enjoyed a roll in the hay.. "Where you trying to kill him?" he asked."Obviously not," I replied."I talked to him about pressing charges, but he decided not to do that." The cop said."Probably for the best, since Mike filmed the whole thing." Oh really, and your version is what self defense?" the cop asked with a sneer."Actually, I was defending myself." I said."And you needed the beer pitcher to do that?" the chief asked."Well it was either that or let him gut me like a fish. It is all on the tape, I would be happy to. “Okay Pam! You’re free; show me what you can do!”Freed of constraint, my legs instinctively rose and parted, my knees spread even wider like the slut I had become. I wrapped my lower legs around my lover’s humping back as if trying to draw his body into mine. James’ cock sank a precious few millimetres deeper into me, the sensation of fullness surging through my belly and chest until I was sure it had pierced my heart.“Mmm!”He took his weight on his right arm and reached beneath my back with. I took out one of the older blouses I had brought along with me for measurements and laid it on the table and running my finger along the sides of it showing him the kind of revealing stuff I wanted. Then he said that he could do it but he wanted to confirm my measurements to avoid any mistakes. So I asked him to go ahead and take my measurements before I could explain. He then proceeded the usual style to measure my neck and then my chest below my breasts etc from under my pallu….then he came.