I was just out of a big-time relationship and had started fooling around with a police woman. We'd known each other since the academy. She was hot and...athletic and we had an understanding, this was about sex. We were both rebounding and didn’t want anything but some unattached fun. Okay, works for me, particularly in light of how hot this chick was and still is for that matter. She was medium height, muscular, with brown hair cut at her shoulders and the smallest breasts I'd ever seen in. She smiled at me as she rode me to the championship. Her words of encouragement sounded so good to me. Within a few brief moments, she soon followed me in my moment of bliss.When we were both spent, she eased her legs from mine to join me purring, head surrounded by those fluffy pillows. She asked how that compared to Blake. I replied, Blake Who?She laughed, kissing me deeply as we lay in each other's arms glowing. She told me I was welcome to stay the rest of the day and we could talk and make. Standing, I moved behind her, too horny to think. I admired her exquisite ass and sexy panties, then pull them down exposing her succulent cheeks and, Jesus, her pouty pussy framed by slender thighs, the gap so sexy. My cock strained up at the sight.Without pausing, I knelt on the floor, pulled her small buttocks apart and kissed her cleft, tasting her, running my tongue between moist labia. God she tasted good!Standing, gripping my shaft, horny as Hell, I asked, “Ready?”Rachael wiggled her. Reluctantly I agreed, even more reluctantly I'd let her go naked once more. She slipped on a coat as she left the house and skipped barefoot to the pavement to wait for the car. I resisted the temptation to watch from the window and I went to bed instead.The sonorous cadences of the Book of Common Prayer marriage service rolled around us as the minister took delight in the theatricality of the language and the all too infrequent chance to use the service. I reflected that the medieval church.