"They don't give licenses to 14-year olds."Cop#1 looked at me for an explanation, Cop#2 being too busy doing a jigsaw. It was too much of a pain to ex...lain, so I just said, "Run it. You'll see."Cop#2 had the four pieces arranged in the palm of one of his hands. He called back to the station, asking for it to be checked, stressing the issue date and my birthday.It took a couple of minutes before we all heard the answer come back, "It's in the system. It's a special issue."That raised the noise. ”I pushed my way in, getting a wonderful sound from Shirley. She pulled me to her face and said, “Ella told me you didn’t kiss her. Is it alright with you if I do?”I smashed my lips against hers as my response, while I began my second fuck of the day. She was responding physically much more than Ella had.I moved my mouth to her breasts, including some very soft licks to her nipples. I was picking up some speed now, getting back to her mouth with mine. She is a great kisser, and a much better. Why’s Amanda doing our breakfast?”“I don’t mind”, said Amanda, before I could answer. “I enjoy cooking, Ms Esmonde.”Mother glared at Amanda’s back.“It’s still not done, Ms Rossi.”Amanda laughed.“Sorry, Aideen. It’s how I was taught to address adults, but I’ll remember. I do mean it, though; I really don’t mind cooking for you. In fact...”“Yes?” I said.She turned around and looked at me.“I was wondering if I could cook a proper meal for everyone tomorrow?” she said. “I have a lot to thank you. Blowjob? Done. Footjob? If you’re into that. Pick any hole. Ram your rod in as hard and fast as you like. I’ve got a rubber, but I don’t even care if you fucking cum inside until I leak jizz for a week.’ Alan stared at her a moment. He tried to remember how proper and… well, nicely she used to act. Was this a result of his influence, or was it always lurking inside Laurel, just waiting to come out? ‘Well, what the hell are you waiting for?’ she demanded, eyes narrowing. ‘It’s a limited time.