I thought it best not to let them know I had rumbled what was happening and went along with the charade when they said “You are under arrest”. I c...uld not resist a sly wink however at the actress who was pretending to be grief stricken while being comforted by the guard. So with the actress and the policewoman now on the scene; I was guaranteed at least two good fucks. I hoped the two males would be taking sloppy seconds after me; though I would not mind them joining me for a bit of double. You're sure, right?" Oh, yeah, no question," Jon replied. "Look, we're probably going to have to lean on you a bit to help with getting ready, and I know the timing could be better for you. One of those things is that we're looking at buying a house, and I need to get Jeff's phone number. I'm thinking that he can go through the places we're looking at and see about repairs and stuff that we probably wouldn't notice. Maybe Al, too." I'm sure they'd be willing to help, and I'd be willing to come. And he, Derek, was Michelle’s only reason for being in the kind of place where she wouldn’t normally be caught dead. The bar was a typical frat hangout, that is to say it was a bastardized cross between an Irish pub and a sports bar, pool tables, dart boards, air hockey, foosball, hot wings, big screen televisions, beer logos and sports memorabilia crowding the walls. Michelle stood back in the darkest, most unobserved corner of the bar trying not to stick out, which was no easy task. She was. With a lecherous smile to Andrew, she rolled on her back and spread her legs. “My pussy is open for business, big boy. Come fuck me.”Andrew mounted her swiftly and plunged his 5-inch circumcised penis into the wet, slippery, tight cunt at his disposal. He slammed her like a madman who’d found one thing to relieve his misery. It was a full-on rut as he plunged his rampant dick in and out of his naughty governess.The witnesses were transfixed as they watched the boy furiously fuck for an orgasm..