Lisa turned to me. "No, Kevin, to be completely honest, you're right. I didn't care what was happening here. We hadn't been on the same wave-length fo... years. You couldn't stand my friends, and I didn't have much interest in your life, but you have to believe me, I didn't want to cause you any trouble."WPC Cavendish had left the room to use her radio. She came back and passed a paper to Inspector Maynard."Mrs Bryant." Will you stop calling her Mrs Bryant," I said "She's not Mrs Bryant—she's my. I grabbed an ice cube from the tray she put them in and popped it into my mouth. I went down from her tits and caressed them passionately. She moaned from the feeling of ice on her body. I loved hearing her moan so I started to make my way south. As I went down I made sure to give little cold kisses all the way down her body. She shivered from the touch of cold. I ended up near her pussy, but stopped there and pulled her up. She straddled my hips and started to lower herself on my dick. I. God I loved juan, he would feed me his thick sperm last and praise me as his perfect creation. One day Juan brought me to garage somewhere that was full of hardened prison types, these guys got off on hard core jail prison sex and would just tear me up, dam it was so hot , they were all total studs with huge uncut cocks, I could not get enough cum in my belly, and Latino ass was so fucking tasty, No one ever really hurt me, but there was always some monster hung stud just shoving. They had spent all afternoon getting ready too, and the transformation from regular sister, and same old Mamma, to women who wanted to be beautiful for a portrait was almost alarming. The house was full of gorgeous women, in their best dresses, wearing makeup, and with their hair done up.Bobby was ignored, for the most part, once he’d made the introductions, and Christy started scurrying around, setting up a place for the portraits to be taken. She apologized for not having good lights, and.