So as I suggested, you and your puppy can whip ‘em out and go piss up a rope. Leave me and my deputies to carry on wrapping up a case which your man...would have drop-kicked into oblivion, while getting two hostages killed. Now get the hell out of my face!”Sheriff Justin Johnson had lost his cool. He’d later stand in front of Amber Jone’s dispatch counter and confess his sins. She simply asked, “Did they do it?”“What?” he asked, looking up, startled at the question.“Well, you told them to go do. I could, and should, have said something. I could have stopped my eyes from almost instantly going straight there, to that intimate, delicate, beautiful part of Ava's body, but I didn't. "Ava…" I started with what would be me telling her not to do that, to respect my niece and how young she was, something I would never do for any other woman. However, I was entranced by what I could see of the full mounds of the secret place she shared with me."Can you see it?" She asked in a whispery but. White tile lined the floor and a huge mirror along the wall over the twin sinks, on the otherside was a small bathtub a bit cramped but relaxing none the less. Instead, after placing her towel by the sink, Layla glanced at her favorite part of the bathroom. A large Shower big enough for three people surrounded by glass doors on one side. Standing in the middle of the pretty bathroom she sliped her thumbs through the hips of her panties slowly wiggling them down her long legs letting them fall. Madison smiled as she picked up a bottle of body wash and squirted a good amount into her hand. She held her hand under the water for a second before lathering it together and began sliding the suds along the curves of Diane’s breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples slightly. Running her hands down her flat stomach, she slid her hands around to the mounds of Diane’s ass. She squeezed and kneaded them before sliding her fingers between her cheeks. Madison began to probe her tight hole with.