He took all the old back roads to insure safer passage then turned down Farm Road 7845, the final stretch before home. His car started to swerve a bit...and if the flashing lights and sirens from the police car riding his ass hadn't been turned on he would have passed out."License and registration, sir?" Clare sighed, knowing he was probably to drunk to even remember his own name. Clare was new on the force, having transferred from the L.A.P.D. She was tired of having a gun pointed at her every. The next morning, well early Saturday afternoon actually, when he came downstairs, I was purposely still in my robe, but with thigh high stockings. I was pretending to read the newspaper, my stocking-clad feet up on the table, the robe riding up high enough that he could definitely see the top of my lace top stockings. Cody walked in and stopped dead in his tracks. There was no doubt he was staring at my legs. I pretended I didnt notice he was there as I feigned reading the newspaper. I even. “Once you both admitted it to yourselves, then it was a matter of admitting it to each other. You went first by basically confessing to fooling around and to hiding it from Tasha. She didn’t know the extent of it, I suspect, but ultimately, once was all that mattered. Once you admitted that, and apologized for the way you treated her, she could be honest with you. And that honesty led you both to conclude the same thing — the life you thought you might have together was pure fantasy.“Once you. You don't have to hit me over the head with a shovel, I dropped my pants to my ankles and hobbled over to her, I pushed the tip of my cock against her pussy and she pushed back onto me enveloping my cock. She then started riding my cock thrusting her hips back and forth, I looked down and watched as her pussy slid back and forth along the length of my cock, her pussy lips forming perfectly around my shaft and leaving it shining with her juices. She then stopped moving and moved one hand down so.