Dusre din mai unke ghr pohcha. Mere man me laddu fut rahe the. Doorbell bajayi to unhone darvaza khola. Dopeher ka time tha aur dhoop bohot thi to muj...e pasina aa raha tha aur thoda dar bhi lag rha tha. Unhone mujhe juice diya. Wo mere paas aayi aur mera pasina pone lagi. Unke dono boobs meri aakho k saamne aa gaye the.Mai apni nazar hi nahi hata pa rha tha unke boobs pr se. Mera lund khada ho gya tha. Jeans me bhi mera lund saaf dikh raha tha. Shayd unhone dekh liya tha to wo thoda aur paas. Great we have an eyewitness beside cops when the chief call us onto the carpet about what the possible solution to our supernatural sex attackers! I’ve been down for so long I’m chomping at the bit to get back out there and solve it once and for all!Calling ahead I schedule a meeting with Chief D’lorde and the person of our discussion! By the time we make our way downtown to headquarters both are in the chief’s office. Knocking in and getting told to enter, i lay out what we know to date about. It wasn’t the pussy, but he had cummedtwice.As Ronnie licked her asshole and tongued it, Almareleased a fart that cleared her bowels. A small turdand the remainder of Ronnie’s cum flowed free.“Eat it dammit,” she commanded. Ronnie did as he wastold, licking the foul tasting mixture and holding hisbreath long enough to swallow the 3-inch turd.“You gone need something to wash it down with boy. Sosuck my pussy…my whole pussy while I piss,” shecommanded, as. Our fire play sessions were magic though. We both loved pop music from the 1960s and even though it was now 1970 it was still the sort of music people sang, danced and listened to and most could be sung along to. Occasionally we reminisced our “courting” days by Sarah wearing stockings and suspenders for me when she preferred those damned tights. Sarah would brew a lovely cup,of coffee in our percolator and we,d chat and listen to pop music and now and then read the hard to believe “reader,s.