When she arrived at the top floor, she was surprised to see the flat taped off as a crime scene, and a policeman standing outside. He smiled at her.�...What’s going on?” she asked, “I’m supposed to be cleaning this flat.”“No chance of that, Miss,” he smiled, “SOCO are going over the place.”“SOCO?” she queried.“Scene of Crime Officers,” he answered. “CSI if you watch TV,” and he laughed.“What’s he supposed to have done?”“Can’t tell you that Miss.”So she turned away and went back to her. "He opened one of the meeting rooms. DAMNIT. It was being used.The voice on the other end said in a loud, clear ultra-girly voice, "OHMY GOD, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM!!!!"Paul/Pansy could feel herself shaking with the need to be aligned. Shedidn't know who was on the other end of the line, but she knew she lovedher. She was so clear about it. She said it so perfectly. So proud. Shecould feel her voice bouncing around in my head. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG INEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM.FUCK! All the. I lower my head slightly towards her and lessen my expression to more of a gentle guidance. “Let me help you.” And with that I let my own build-up release. A powerful stream ejects from my penis and hits her right between her perfect breasts. I have always loved her jugs; they’re nice and round C-cups and her nipples are pretty and pink. We playfully named her tits Goldi and Locks long ago. As soon as my piss hits her, she gasps and raises her shoulders in shock, but quickly lowers them and. Whilst on my final leave in South Dakota(my late parents and k** brotherbwpuld move to eastern Washington the following year) I met Melissa again who by then was about to start her senior year in college with her fiancé Bruce Hayward who was also attending USD and was looking forward to joining the army. I Didn,t know Bruce very well as his family had only over to South Dakota from Michigan in 1964 though Bruce was a great gridiron football player and hsd distinguished himself as a strong.