I didn’t want to remove her loose shorts. I slid my hand into her shorts and was rolling my fingers over her pussy. She had a clean shaved pussy.I w...s licking over her shorts. Her shorts were already wet due to her pre-cum. It was like I am playing in some gel inside. She didn’t give any choice to remove the shorts.She stood and she removed it herself. I was watching her sitting in shock. She threw her shorts, I don’t know where. She sat my face, resting her legs on my shoulder. I was damn. Even days like this.He and his new partner, fledgling detective Melissa Turnbull, arrived at the Ruth’s Chris less than an hour after the bodies were discovered in the supply closet. Seeing the broken neck was bad enough, but seeing his buddy’s distended neck with a large vodka bottle jammed down his neck was almost too much for his young partner.“Jesus, Mickey! That’s about the sickest, strangest thing I’ve ever seen,” she said in a hushed voice as they stepped outside the closet. She was a. I felt it growing get hard in my mouth. I pulled back and looked again at his throbbing hard cock. It was a monster thing; so thick and veiny… and so hard after showing him my oral skills.I stared at the guy in his eyes; but he grunted as he looked at me. I then took his massive black cock back in my mouth and tried to take it deep but it was so thick. He then put his strong hand on the back of my neck. He then pushed me down on it. I felt him entering my throat, stretching it. He pushed more.. Her hand passed over her stomach onto her protruding mound causing a wicked flutter of butterflies in her stomach. She was panting audibly as her fingers slipped into her slit and the more she thought of Robert the more she ravaged her wet erect clitoris. In her empty house she freely screamed Robert’s name as her orgasm drenched her fingers. She went again to meet Rachael in the little café they often used in the town centre. As Sandra walked in she saw Rachael already sat at one of the.