Mom laughed and steadied her. I set my sights on Angie and gave her the same treatment. Greg just shook his head."Damn," Angie moaned.Beth didn't wait... She pulled me off of Angie to get her turn. I heard Mr. Anderson clear his throat so Beth and I broke apart. I looked at Mom and her eyes got big."Don't you dare, mister." What got into you?" Dad asked."I think it's what he is going to get into," Greg retorted.Angie whacked his arm. Poor Greg was getting beat on by all the women in this house.I. She was clothed, in the same attire she'd been arrested in, standing handcuffed behind her back before the desk of the presiding officer. He was asking her questions in good but accented English. Two other officers, the ones who arrested us, stood each side of her. The person filming seemed to be female, I heard her voice saying "Answer the questions!" in a strict tone.She was asked why she was taking these pictures of the police and their equipment. He had her camera on his desk. "No strange. Ellie felt her pussy drip from his crude words. Dylan collected further juice to lubricate Ellies puckered hole. You are so fucking hot in just those shoes. What a hot fucking slut you are, not so classy now. Ellie could feel herself getting wetter and hotter, she moaned loudly. Using his other hand Dylan moved to her clit and rubbed around the raised skin. Dylans fingers were gyrating hard to open her up and Ellies arsehole was sore but she pushed back looking for more. Not yet baby, I am. He leans forward and kisses me, circling his tongue around mine as his hips slap against my skin. Then he grabs my arms, holds them together at the wrists, and pins them to the bed over my head as he continues to fuck me.The pleasure rises quicker than normal, but he’s able to read my body and knows exactly what to do to prolong the sweet torture between wanting release and wanting more. I can feel my own wetness in each of his thrusts, the smooth glide he’s able to achieve because of the oral.