I was waiting for my turn to go drain myself, as she came out a minute or two later, to ask if I wanted a quick shower to rinse the sweat off ...I nod...ed and sent her to start the shower, heard the shower start as I walked those several unstead steps to the bathroom, and found her water spattering down over her, as she knelt in the tub awaiting me. I glanced at the toilet but stepped into the shower, and took my semi-hard cock in hand and aimed at her, giving her just enough time to close her. One old (almost 50 years) sub-inspector and a young constable in his mid 30s came to our home. We invited them in. They introduced themselves as Talat khan (inspector) and Rajesh (constable). I told them briefly about what had happened.The inspector told us that he had to hear the other side of story too and promised he will be back after talking to our neighbours.They returned after an hour of discussion and told us it was better not to involve the police as it was unnecessary and a small. Dave snapped back, “Right. Fuck off then! If you’re not going to play the game then you can just go.” Melissa feared he was not going to give her ring back without something in return. “Alright, alright,” raising her hands in a subduing manner, “Tell me what you want?” using a softer tone than before. Dave smiled. He knew he had her where he wanted her. “Now let me see... what do I want?” he said emphasizing the “do”. “I want you to...” he paused to be dramatic, “do a dance for me. You know. Anyway, her virginity is broken and it doesn’t matter how many times she had sex. We have one long month to have the enjoyment of life.Still, she didn’t give any reply. I knew Sindhu aunty was a horny bitch. So I decided to make her horny. I started to kiss Anjali passionately, and smoothly pressed her boobs.After some minutes of kissing, I inserted my fingers into her pussy and rubbed it. She let out some moans and I saw Sindhu aunty getting horny. I removed Anjali’s panty and started licking.