His eyes are closed and she whispers, “Just relax. I am going to make your wish come true.” She starts to stroke his cock with wanton abandon; m...aning all the while. Her hips begin to undulate in unison with her strokes. He is harder than he has ever been and she feels the tension building. She wants to help him release. She presses her bare breasts into his bare back and he moans aloud. “I will cum if you do not stop”, he tells her. “I want you.” She replies, “Hush! I am satisfying. Before Troy could answer, the sergeant cut in, "I let that fellow police officer go after he explained it was a minor misunderstanding that became a full fledged bar room brawl over some trampy female. Be thankful he won't press charges against you." Troy," Jesse asked in disgust. "Did I just hear this ass hole right? He actually let that clown go? Didn't Ed tell him what happened?" A local bartender will stick up for a local drunken brawler," the sergeant cut in again. He grabbed Jesse's. He had no problem in bringing her to the “tingle” she valued best of all and she knew her honey would cure his acne before the cruise was over.Her other admirer was George Apple, Attorney at Law, a man in his early forties with lots of charisma and charm to talk her panties down with little effort on his part. Apparently, he was smitten sufficiently to disregard her age problem and decided to risk all in navigating his way up her channel of delightful tightness.Betsy knew she could handle him. I give him the melty look: Dewy eyes, softened features, slightly parted lips. "Hi, honey," I purr. His heart rate is accelerating, his sweat production increases by 7%. I lean forward, nestle my long hair against his neck. "It's so nice to be here with you."His hand on my shoulder, wrinkled and calloused. Terraforming is a rough job if you're in the field. His wife should have got him into hand lotion, kept those mitts smooth. I lift my face, smile at him, move in for the kiss. Chaste, no.