"No. Not at all," she said, looking up into their eyes and seeing a spark of... something. "Well, not in trains anyway... to be perfectly honest."The ...wo cops turned to each other and smiled. Officer Barnaby turned back to her. "What's your name ma'am?" Sharon told them and they looked at each other again like they'd had some suspicion confirmed."Am I in trouble?" she asked with a kittenish purr. She couldn't believe she was coming on to these cops, but she was achingly horny from her. Hands starting to explore too as we embraced. Her shoulders, toned back, tight bum as sexy as the first time all those years ago.Then her hands worked down from my shoulder blades to my bum. A playful squeeze, pulling me closer, the kiss more intense and passionate. My cock squeezed between us, harder now.I reached for the soap. “No - me first” she said firmly, with that direct look into my eyes again. She is taking the lead today. Soap rubbed suggestively between her hands, then hands caress. He managed to park the car next to the gas pump without the one armed gas attendant becoming the least suspicious of his brief run in with a huge bird that Johnny thought might have been an Eagle, although he hadn't got a good look at the bird.He had the gas attendant check the oil and water, as well as fill the S2000 up to the maximum fuel capacity. Then he went inside to pay where he found a second staff member behind the counter, a rather cute looking blonde version of Daisy Duke from the. Aking up to the screeching sound of a rocking wooden bed as my body moved in a constant motion opposite to that of the bed’s, forward, backward, forward, backward and so on, I felt edgy yet happy, there was this tension building up through my body while lying in bed on my back, slightly regaining consciousness, I felt my penis throbbing inside a squishy wet hole and was fully erect; buried in that very tight soft wet hole which belonged to a small body, a fragile entity, this entity was warm,.