?? Ellison was on the landing to the secondfloor.?? He put a hand on my chest andwouldn?t let me pass.?? ?She?s up thereso take your time.?? We need t...talk.??? We were in a side room, maybe aroom for interviewing suspects.?? ?It?sbeen a year and she?s been through a lot.???I nodded and looked at the door.?Ellison ignored that.?? ?You gotto give her some room.?? She did what shehad to do.? Give the girl somecredit.?? She got back.?? You know that she?s changed.?? He looked at me, made me look. . He cursed himself for not getting that girl out of his head ... but certain aspects of this woman mimicked a mature version of her. Her shape was a delicious exaggeration of femininity, dressed in a business skirt and matching jacket tight at the waist, somewhat reminiscent of a style from a hundred years ago; those 1950’s documentaries and historical programmes, illustrating women whose style gave him an immediate erection, their femininity flaunted unashamedly, before the ‘de-tuning’ of. With a single hard thrust I entered her. She gasped, "Oooooohhh" her eyes shooting even wider. I gave a soft grunt as I felt her tight wet cunt open around my cock. She felt so good around my cock. I pulled out and thrust back in, just as hard. Audrey gasped again, "Oooohhhh." I felt her body jolt with the force of my thrust.I drove into her with a quickening pace and she responded, moving with me, driving her hips forward to meet my thrusts. Slamming the full length of my cock into her like a. She felt very relax with him as he asked her to turn over. My wife turned her body completely over as her beautiful tits appeared in front of him. He started up at the head area and worked himself down to her neck. She lay their so relax with her eyes closed. He moved down to her chest area as his hands ran dangerously close to each of her breasts. On a few occasions his hand brushed across her harden nipples.My wife began to get goose bumps a few minutes later as his hand now slid down to her.