)My hand was shaking as I raised the coffee mug.Reality took hold with a vengeance. (1) I was A. Patel (2) The sequential words "Dorothy's Doctor's" w...re in the ad (3) I had truly been activated.Now I had to consider if this was some sort of elaborate trap. Why was I being instructed to go to a Police Station? I had just spent almost 3 years avoiding Police Stations. I was conditioned to keep hiding in the weeds with the other suspect fishes.I had the sudden urge to smoke a cigarette, but the. Ramya reached down between my muscular thighs and wrapped her long, slender fingers around my swollen prick, pumping her fist up and down her my long, hard shaft a number of times. Ramya rubbed her son’s cock at her clit, mewling softly. I looked down between them, writhing my ass with youthful eagerness, anxious to ram my impatient cock up my auntie’s tightly-stretch my d choot at the slightest provocation. Ramya looked up at her son with glazed eyes as I began unbuttoning her blouse to free. I wanted to find something sexy for my loving hubby to surprise him on his back home.I entered a small sex shop and chose some sexy lingerie to try on the changing room.There was only the owner of the place, a huge black man, handsome, tall and athletic.I felt a little horny and frisky and walked out while wearing a very sexy outfit. I asked the black guy what he thought. He looked slightly shocked at first, but he had kind of a cheeky grin when he just announced he was going to close up soon.I. I got my surprise allright.The locksmith’s eyes roamed my body, paying particular attention to my nipples and neatly trimmed pubic hair, before I jumped back into the dining room adjacent to the foyer and peeked around the corner to engage him in conversation.I had forgotten our appointment. I had planned to be out and about running errands, so I instructed him to complete the work and leave the new keys hidden in the backyard. He was very self-assured and composed like he encountered naked.