"You've been avoiding me all week and I don't like that. What happened to the sweet little sister I knew?" I said in a mocking tone. "I did what you ...sked me, you've deleted the pictures. You can't make me do that again." I took out my phone and showed her the pictures. "Oh, you mean these?" I showed them and her eyes went wide. "You didn't delete them?" She said in a defeated tone. "You should have made sure I deleted them all." "I fucking hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed at. I tookher in my arms and kissedher all over her body andsucked her juicy breasts.She put her hand inside myshorts and felt my cock, “Ohmy, how hard it is!” sheexclaimed in a hushed tone.I slipped off my shorts andtugged at the string of herinner skirt. It came off easilyand I slid it off her revealingrounded well shaped ass,thighs and hairy pussy. Sheclosed her thighs when Ireached for her pussy. Witha little coaxing she openedher thighs and I rubbed herpussy; she opened herthighs wider and as. "You know what I want stud she said to him. Jeff eased his throbbing aching wet cock into her awaiting fuckhole. It slid right in and he fucked her hard and deep. He put his hands on her hips and they bucked back and forth together for several minutes. They both moaned with pleasure as they rocked as one. Jennys long lean body moved as one with her studdly future cop, his manhood inside her felt so good ooohh ooohh she moaned aaggghhha agghh h he pushe dharder in her. He grabbed her long hair. I spotted that one white faggot from the night before. For some reason I hadn't been able to get him out of my head. I found myself thinking about him when I was jerking off. When I saw him, he was leaning up against the wall, checking out everyone who entered. He was wearing nothing but a pair of butt baring jeans cutoffs, no shirt, a slave bandana tied Tupac style on his shaved head, and red lipstick. Every time I’ve seen him outside of the booths, he’s wearing the bandana, the cutoffs and.