It feels good but you do not stop. You keep going over my very wet pussy, you keep going knowing that all I want you to do is slip it in and finger fu...k your pussy. You slide down to the clit that now is hard and ready to be touched. You hit it soft barley touching it, I groan and you pull me toward you. One hand on my hip you start to touch it harder, side to side. Slow at first rubbing soft, then you get on your knees and start to use your tongue. I scream out loud as your tongue hits the. ‘Oh…..mm..mmmy goodness!!’ She started to pull hard on my cock, up and down strokes. Like her underwear, her technique was functional. ‘You okay?’, I asked. ‘I’ve not had sex since my husband died,’ she said, gripping my cock a little harder. That little nugget of information made me hornier than normal. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,’ I said, intending to be anything but. I slid her beige knickers off, and she held her legs together, as if embarrassed. I pushed my hand between them, spreading. You see, I’m a genie, and I’ve been trapped in that bottle for a thousand years. Now that you’ve released me, I’m allowed to grant three wishes ... I’ll give you each one wish, but if you don’t mind, I’ll keep the last one for myself.”“Wow, that’s great!” the husband said. He pondered a moment and blurted out, “I’d like a million dollars a year for the rest of my life.”“No problem,” said the genie. “You’ve got it, it’s the least I can do. And I’ll guarantee you a long, healthy life!” “And now. She smiled at me through the door window when she saw me watching her. At fine set of high riding, firm 34 C’s, I’d guess.She picked up the mic on the two-way radio, said something about being 10-7 until further notice then stepped out and locked the vehicle.“You look good in that T-shirt, Sheriff Glass. Nice bra under there too.”“Call me Mona, Josey, I’m off duty now, and thanks. I have to try and keep myself feeling feminine underneath my uniform, since it’s such a manly occupation.”“The rest.