"That one was the chair the Lieutenant was precariously balanced upon."Yes, Sir." I slipped behind the desk, grabbed the front leg and twisted. The Li...utenant was spilled on the floor. I took the chair and offered to Grace. She seated herself as decorously as a short person could."David, find yourself a chair." Yes, Sir." I found a chair. The Lieutenant boiled up off the floor. "Lieutenant," I barked. "Before you do anything stupid ... I suggest you read our orders." I nodded at Grace. "She may. I am going to enjoy every single moment of what you are going to do with me. Having laid her, I went back to ‘breast feeding’ and loved what I was doing. She was bucking like a sheep in heat. “Come down Raj. My cunt is throbbing away fro you. Come darling. Grace me” she called. I too was in high heat, and I slowly kissed my way to her feet and kissed her toes, her anklets, her legs and I came up to her thighs. By then, she was moving her head from side to side, calling “Fuck me Raj. Fuck me. We kept up that pace, my hands mauling her roughly, her hand toying with my erection playfully, her moans muffled by the sound of the water splashing all around us. I leaned closer, nibbling her neck and sucking on her earlobe, the tip of my cock bouncing against her pouchy little belly. Her hand let go of my manhood and grasped my ass, pulling me closer. She rubbed her breasts against my wet chest, my cock trapped between our bodies. I ground my hardness against her from the outside while. A young policeman approached her car. Gillian had had time to decide howshe would react."Good morning, Madam. As you are obviously a witness, we will need astatement from you. Could I see your licence, please? It's a formality toverify your name and address."Gillian delved in her handbag for the licence which fortunately she hadremembered to bring and handed it to the constable. He looked at it, andthen at her and back at the licence."Yes, Constable, that is me. I'm John Robertson." It's all.