Thank you for coming in. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”Crenshaw broke from attention and replied, “No, sir, not a problem. Welcome ...o the MPD, sir.”“It’s more like welcome back, Sergeant. I learned my trade here back in the old days. Have a seat, please.” I motioned towards the seat in front of my desk that Ramirez had just vacated. “Sergeant, what do you think we need to do around here? Everybody seems to think the MPD needs fixing. Agree? Disagree?”“Nothing that can’t be fixed,. It had seemed so important before. Now the only thing that made his presence bearable was her revenge."Come stand in front of the fireplace so we can take your picture," Mom said as she waved the foursome over. "Breezy, your mother made me swear I'd text her a picture before I let you leave. And I'll post them all online later for your parents, boys."They took pictures of each couple, then more pictures of the four of them together. By the time they got out of the house, Lauren was so flash. "Nice, nice, yeah," he said, "keep working that mouth on me, yeah."I felt my sweats being tugged down. Two pairs of hands were on my legs, lifting one leg and then the other to get the sweats off me. Someone—Tracy, I could tell by her delicate hands—pushed my thighs open with gentle insistence. Her tongue brushed against my balls, and then moved up to flick against my asshole. I gasped a little around Michael's cock as she pushed her tongue inside. "Keep sucking, stay focused," Michael said,. Baldwin’s cheek bone. He reacted but his hands continued fondling me, one hand on a breast and the other down at my pussy. His hand stroked around his wife’s hand … or, really, her wrist because her hand had disappeared.She pushed more of her forearm into me. She was curious, apparently. Her fingers were exploring blindly. I flinched as her finger nail glanced over my cervix. I gasped as her finger found it, again. She traced around it, finding the tight opening. I raised my head to look at.