‘I wonder…’ he thought, as he put the finishing touches on the diagram of the crash. ‘I wonder what Mrs. Whitman would do if I called her.’ ...e got Rhonda Whitman’s phone number from the crash report and dialled it. The phone rang, and was picked up after three rings. ‘Hello?’ the soft, smooth voice that had stirred Rod earlier in the day said. ‘Is this Mrs. Rhonda Whitman?’ Rod said. ‘Yes, it is,’ the woman replied. ‘This is Trooper Billingham,’ Rod said. ‘Oh, you’re the officer who. ”I gave her another kiss and pulled back and started to fuck her. I used long, slow thrusts and it was not long before her pussy was wet and I was sliding in and out. She lifted her hips and her pussy clenched each time I buried my cock and pulled back. Several minutes and she wailed and struggled, “yyyeeeesssss!”She wrapped her legs when I started to use firm thrusts. She spasmed and jerked and kept pulling on my hips, “ooohhhh!”Five minutes and she was bucking and yelling and I shoved into. Munna, I have lots of work to do. I have never done this before, not even sucked my husband’s. Memsahib has entrusted me to look after the house and you especially until they are back.”“Then take good care of me and suck my cock and you will like it, I am very horny now, make me cum and I will let you go,” I said with a stern tone.Gulabo with a defeated look on her face slowly wrapped her fingers tightly around my throbbing cock, began sliding it up and down to my cock base. She stared at my. She never understood that even if somehow Chris could forgive me, if somehow he wanted me to stay with him, all that would do, would be to lower my respect for him. I could never be married to a wimp! Besides, even if we could somehow work past that, even if he was misguided enough to trust me the way a husband should trust a wife, I could never trust myself. I’m a cheat and a slut. I broke the most important vows it’s possible for a person to make. By doing that I broke the finest man I’ve.