Feeling naked in front of her stepson, Cindy turned again, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and pulled down sharply to cover herself. The force broke th... waist clasp and the skirt fell to the floor. Cindy froze in a panic then quickly squatted down to pull up her skirt. Awkwardly trying to cover herself, Cindy lost balance and slowly rolled on to her back. Free of the skirt, her legs splayed, and her pussy was on full display to her stepson. Feeling oddly aroused, Cindy held her exhibitionist. I had intended to penetrate her slowly for fear that my huge throbbing cock would hurt her but as soon as she felt it inside her she came explosively, her entire body shaking so violently that I almost lost my grip of her, then she thrust herself down on me with astonishing strength, driving my cock deep into the farthest recesses of her cunt. This brought her to a second climax, only seconds after the first, with an orgasmic bellow that made me hope all Fran’s neighbours were safely at work. I. "I will say again. We are a small town police force. We call upon those with greater resources including the news media in Washington to investigate honestly and thoroughly to find out who is behind these illegal activities."Personally, I want to know who can be trusted as an everyday citizen. Leaders who don't investigate honestly and openly will not receive my trust or my vote."There were no further questions. Irene came back into headquarters. Stan grinned. "I don't think you pulled any. All-in-all I couldn't have planned things better if I'd tried.So that's it really. The end of my story about how I committed the perfect crime and got away with it. Did I have any guilty feelings? Not really. Well not at first anyway. I had served twenty years for a murder I didn't commit and this just evened the score in my eyes. Now, almost fifteen years later, I do feel a little remorse sometimes when I look back on that dark day in my life. When I consider things rationally, I tend to think.