Even she was desperate I could sense and she said we should meet up as I can not talk on phone. The we met up for lunch and in the lunch I held her ha...d and talked little more about my feeling towards her. She was shocked and said she never thought I had such intentions about her. Then once she had fallen for me I asked can we go to your place as I knew she lived alone although her parents lived close by. She was an independent woman hence it was easy for me to ask. She was worried about her. “This is how we tell if our suspect is a real whore or not.” he stated as he pulled his hard cock from his pants. Glen pulled his fingers from my pussy and then spread my legs wider. I was lying on my arms and the cuffs cut into my wrists as he stuffed his dick into me and fell on top of me. He started grunting as he rammed me with his pole. “Yeah, she’s a fucking whore.” he said, while he turned his head to look at the other cops as he pumped me, “It’s like fucking the Lincoln tunnel.” he. Phir many us ko sofe per litia aj may us ko choodna nahi chata tha kunkay us ki chooot bohat chooti thi kuch masla ho sakta tha us ko sofe per litny kay bad many apna lund us ki choooooooot per ragny laga or us kay mumooo ko chooosna start kardia jab maynay apna lund us ki chooot per rakha to who mujh say lipt gi or apni chooooooot say mart lund ko ragny lagi or mary hontoon ko choosny lagi or who bohat gram ho gi thi mujhy us ko sanblna muskil ho rha tha who to may ra lund apni chooot may. It hurt, bad."Now naked, she enveloped me in her arms and hugged me firmly. "I know how you feel."She nodded her head toward the shower and raised her eyebrows. I stripped out of my shorts and shirt and joined her. Minutes later, we were side by side on the bed, kissing softly.I don't know what triggered it, but suddenly Connie said, "Just hold me. Hold me tight, please?" and started crying. No shakes, sobs or anguished cries like the ones from me, just quiet tears. I held her tight and cried.
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