Bill assured her that their probably wouldn't be any, that they usually just stumble in drunk, have a 'quickie' and fall asleep. How romantic, she tho...ght, a drunken quickie on your wedding night. but she didn't doubt the truth of it. Bill had been there long enough to have figured it out, and he was married himself.Katie had always imagined her wedding night as being a thrill ride of passionate love-making with a soundtrack of whispered declarations of undying devotion lasting until the break. I'm having a ball sucking her titties and playing with her bush. Low and behold, her legs start to subtly open and her breathing increases. "Man oh man," I think, "this prude wants me to finger her." I slide one finger down her slit and quickly locate her clitorus. I rub her clit and she instantly starts moaning. Now I endeavor to insert the finger into her vaginal opening. It is decidedly tight, but my finger glides in smoothly. Her pussy is amply creamy. There's not too much 'wiggle. Maya felt a warm wet rush between her legs and was shocked by her reaction to this female cop. Maybe it was the few drinks she had earlier, maybe it was the crappy day she was having, and her initial thought of getting even with her husband with a stranger. Either way, Maya now felt daring."My, Officer, is that a gun in your pocket or you're really happy to see me?" Maya teased as she pushed her ass against the lady cop.The lady cop grinned as she pushed back into Maya's ass, "Lucky for you,. She was wearing a short mini-skirt, and a halter-top with no bra. Her hair was wet from a recent shower. What the fuck, I thought! My heart was pounding so hard I worried people could hear it.As she stood in line, I noticed a drop fall from between her legs. She took her order and Damn if she didn't sit at the table with the black guy. I didn't know what to do. Their conversation, their body language, and the way my wife touched his outstretched leg revealed they were close to each other. She.