We killed a little time driving around town before arriving at the house party around nine o’clock. It was still “early” but there were plenty o... people there. While Missy wanted to steer most of the conversation in the car to “how to act” and “things to say”. The lingering buzz from the healthy shot had me talking more about finding a real cock to suck, what cum tasted like, and if Missy thought I could really hook up with a guy. The nerves were definitely gone and the more we talked, the. No, I am not a twenty something air head, I am forty-four years old but dressed in the style of the young I look thirty years old, but that’s only on Saturday nights such as this. I am married but this is my time to do as I please and hubby knows nothing of this part of his wife's life. Jack thinks I am at bingo with my older girlfriends and they are happy to let him think that. The guy that hopes to fuck me right now thinks he chose me and is doing me a favour. He is a twenty something, with. ” she pants.I pull out swiftly and hold my dripping pink cock tantalisingly close to her pussy hole.“ I can't give you this it's wrong. You're straight and you've got a boyfriend. If I fuck you like this you'll be a lesbian.”Her huge eyes look back pleadingly at me.“Please....”“Please – what ? You want to be fucked by another woman?”She nods vigorously.“I need to hear you say it Naomi”“Please fuck me” she gasps.“ I can't hear you you dirty little girl” I pull her hair back so her head is closer. This was not a pub that women visited often.The squad leader didn’t like being told to go away, didn’t like being called a ‘copper’, and especially didn’t like the tone in which it had been said. The sniggers just made him furious. He pulled out his club, and advanced, menacingly, towards the speaker.The riots that had started at the beginning of March, had slowly started to decrease, both in number and size. Since Easter, however, a small number had increased in violence and viciousness, the.