I couldn't help comparing the contents of Dave's sister's knicker-gusset with that of her mum's; specifically, her mum's knickers were practically cak...d with cream and had a much more musky scent. Yvette's knickers had a generous enough portion of her fuck-juice in them, but nothing compared to her mother's. They also gave off a sweeter, fresher, scent. The main thing that struck me, in comparison, though, had less to do with the contents and more to do with the location; I couldn't believe. Enjoying our pasionate long kiss.....ur hand explores my face....touching it gently...udd feel one hand on ur hip while the other one gently touches ur neck.....as we kiss...ur other hand will zip my pants open....and without hazitation ur hand slides in......grabbing my by now rockhard cock waiting for u.......udd kiss my cheaks....following on thru my neck...in a slick move udd get my cock out..........not kissing me....just looking at my face as u slowely start moving the foreskin back and. It was perfectly within spanking range of her hand. My front row seat had me anticipating my next order.“Pull down her panties now, so I am able to watch her bottom redden as you spank both of her cheeks. She deserves to get a very sore bottom, and she knows it. Don’t you?”You nodded with hesitation while our dominant mistress eyed me. She used her fingernails to teasingly pull down your panties, and expose your very white bottom to me. Her moves were sensual and dramatic.With my mouth open, I. Admonishing both women to get medical help and let them investigate, the police soon realized it was no use and so, with some elemental first aid Cherie and Marissa were soon on their way back to the house in the rear seat of the police cruiser. No less than four police cars and seven officers converged on the house guns drawn, but found the structure completely dark and quiet. They noticed the broken front window but upon entering and turning on the lights, found nothing. A complete search of.