“A turkey is a turkey.”Jack said, “I have to see the chickens.”“Why?” Jane asked.“I need to see them.”“Well, you can’t,” Jane sa...d.“I’m going to walk around to the back of your house...”Jane was not a lawyer and her understanding of the law was pretty basic. She knew that government officials couldn’t just walk around on private property performing a search without an appropriate search warrant. She wasn’t even sure if a dog catcher could even get a search warrant. There was no way that she was. Grabbing her hips, I shoved the head in. Making a moan between pain and pleasure, Robin relaxed and my shaft disappeared into her opening. I began slow fucking her butt. An indeterminate amount of time later I was in my own little dream world when I heard someone clear their throat. Without pulling out I looked behind me. Lo and behold, it was my boss, Colonel Jill Dunham. She wasn't really a colonel, her husband was, but she acted like a chicken-shit bird colonel. She had to clear her throat a. Michaels description of the rest of the evening was very accurate in all respects. I think he understands now why I wanted him in the bathroom with me when I realized I would be enjoying the experience as much as I did, and wanted to share my first golden shower with him. I also did not want him to worry that something was happening in there that I did not want to happen. I knew this was probably the most humiliating and degrading experience I had ever had or ever will. I know now that it was. "Eat me ... suck on my clit..."After a few minutes her knees almost buckled. "Wait," she said. "You're so good at that, I can't stand up anymore." Katie's dazzling smile glistened with love sauce. Justine lay on her back and Katie dove straight in, sucking with abandon, unembarrassed by the obscene slurping noises she was making. I knelt by the older woman's head so she could suck my cock.Justine normally gave pretty good head, but having a twelve-year-old with the face of a beauty queen.