You know I'm not done talking but you do this to make me mad.And it works."Hey! Where are you going?"Angrily, I follow you. You're halfway up the step... when I reach out and shove you in the back, knocking you down. You wildly spin around, your legs opening wide enough for me to see your sexy black thong.I jump on you, sliding my body in between your legs, grabbing your right leg. I hook my arm under it as I push you further up the steps.You raise your hand to me but I quickly grab it before it. I laid their, getting fucked on his bed, unable to say anything. Jake walked right over, taking off his shirt. His glorious chiseled body reveled a nice 7" cock. I took it in my mouth as Brett steady his strokes. I sucked and was fucked for a good 15 mins before Jake demanded a turn. I got on all 4's as Jake slid his cock all the way in and Brett gagged me from out front. Lost in the moment, I apparently failed at pleasing Brett. 'I know you're a better slut than that' he said. 'I'm gonna prove. She almost growled with frustration. He wanted her, but he wasn’t going to give in to temptation. She knew him, he would die upon that point before he gave it up. She was back to wishing he had caught her masturbating, like she had originally planned. The idea that struck her bordered on revelation.“Would you like to watch a tall, curvy girl pleasure herself? Since you won’t do it for her.”“I don’t think I should watch you get yourself off.”“Why not, I’ve watched you.”This time he did sit. ..I hated every minute of it. Sitting in cramped, hot little rooms counting dust motes as they danced in the sunbeams that shone through the dirty jalousie windows. Having some insipid, sallow faced man or woman try to tell you all about life instead of letting you run free and live it. That's the problem with being a cop, you know. You never graduate from school. First college, then the Academy, then training schools, legal updates, required courses, promotional study groups...feh, it all .