"What the fuck are you doing?" Jason screamed as he ran up to them. "Let her go!" Mister Peters," Lola said from behind a large deputy sheriff. "You n...ed to stand back and allow these officers to complete their investigation." Come with me, Mister Peters," the male deputy said as his hand hovered over the Glock on his hip. Glancing at his brass name plate he saw the name Hollister.Jason felt like he was being torn in half. "Di, just go with them. I'll call an attorney for you." She doesn't need. She reached down and gripped my covered cock. Our eyes simultaneously popped open as did our mouths. "Oh my god baby, is that really you?" she whispered. "You know what there is one way to find out." I replied. She started to rub and grip my cock through my pants. "Oh my god!" I whispered almost out of breath. "You like that baby?" she whispered. "Oh my god I love it." I replied. I began moving my hip in time with her tiny hands. "That's the biggest turn on for me, I love it when a woman does. No complaints. But when I masturbate all I think about is how he phuqued me.He was 53 and I was 18. I had recently broken up with my then love-of-my-life and I was going through a mid-teens crisis. He was not particularly good-looking and he was not a sugar daddy either. Just some random bloke I met on the internet - against my better instincts. He was average in every department but sex was amazing.He used to do this thing that I loved and I have never really had since. He would go down on me. “Hello again.” “Hi. Sorry to disturb you, but would you happen to have a hammer I could borrow?” “Sure, are you tenderizing some steaks?” Smiling she replies, “no I want to hang some pictures on the wall.” “With a hammer?” “Yes.” “The walls are solid concrete, even with Thor’s hammer, it be difficult.” “And you don’t have Mjölnir? ” “Um, no. But I do have a drill you can borrow.” “Excellent!” “It’s in the basement, I’ll get it for you.” I grab my keys and tell her that I’ll be right back. On.