”He looks back and sees the lights. “Is this very bad?” he asks.“No, not really. He’ll just give me a ticket, which means I’ll have to pay...a fine, a penalty, but that’s all. He probably won’t even want to see your ID, just mine. Just relax, don’t say anything, and we’ll be OK.”We’re stopped now, and I’ve rolled down the window. The cop comes up to my door with kind of a swagger, I guess he’s one of those. He’s even got his hand on his damn gun while the other hand holds a flashlight. He leans. Does Sarah suck and swallow like me?” “Yeah.She,s damned good at it and Always swallows like a good girl!” “Right, I,ll just call Lisa and tell her you,re on your way then!” she told me. Still licking bits of my cum from her lips. By the time I reached the address Jo gave me Lisa was waiting and let me open the car door for her then I drove to the bar and grill in Friday Harbor for some drinks to bolster our courage. Though I was then twenty three years old I was asked to identify myself, the. My face was cute and feminine,my body was fantastic, and my tits were huge. I'd already graduated to an I-cup (or what amounted to one. My last few bras had needed to be custom-made.) At the rate I was growing, I didn't think it'd be more than a week before I had the J-cup I'd asked for. I was more and more fixated on the enormous size of my chest. I loved that every time I looked down, my whole field of vision was taken up by the enormous titties jutting out in front of me. For their size,. Her name is Pushpa. Pushpa is a about 5’3” in her 50s and plump assets. I was say she is past her beauty’s prime but still carries the beauty she once had very well as I understand from the stories that before marriage, she had many that were interested in marrying her. It’s not really a relationship and our understanding is very clear…I fuck her into as many orgasms as she can handle and this fucking stays a tightly locked secret as our families are very close. As long as this secret is kept,.