The operatives kept their distance, but since Porter was a Sheriff the cops had been welcomed in the place. They say you could tell the locals by the ...act that they had women with them. The operatives drank with each other. Even the female operatives looked more male than female I was told.Since it was Saturday night, I had to park on one of the side streets. I followed a couple inside the New London Pub. Once inside it was hard to miss the warmth of the place. Some of it was real and some was. I said youre not naked you have pantyhose on. she said its still not fair. I said I'll tell you what I will even the score. I flicked off my shirt and shoes, then I pulled down my pants and my hard cock plopped out but she smiled and said you got pantyhose on! as my cock dangled out of my crotchles pantyhose she smiled and said now were even we both have on the same outfits. I told her to come over to the dresser I need to do a few things. I applied a lot of blush on her. I then used a brush. She blushed agian and said I had my ovaries removed so to lumps and so I can make hormones so I have to take this pill every day if not my energy goes down then I'm lazy so I said it safe with me she said that why I dont grow much she blushed I told her she is buetiful and loved the way she looked she give me a kiss on the cheek I blushed and smiles back. So we stop get some food and head home we get home and eat watch some more TV so then she say I'm going to get a shower I said ok dont use. Desperate Betty felt fucking fantastic! I titled my head back and moaned slightly. She slowly started to bounce up and down, grinding her hips into my groin and digging her nails deep into my chest. I joined in the movement, thrusting my own hips back and forth, faster each time until I was practically lifting Betty while she slammed herself back down against me. Then, right as I was about to explode deep inside Bettys warm, moist pussy, she turned around and began riding me with her ass facing.