I felt Simon gently and encouragingly pat my ass; I knew it was his way of telling me that he was more than okay with my naughty antics. I slowly exte...ded my hand, careful not to make any sudden movements. I looked up at him and ever so slightly ran my fingers right over his dick. The officer cleared his throat and firmly declared, “Ma’am if you plan on getting yourself out of all this trouble, you better take that out and start sucking the fuck out of it.”I heard Simon under his breath say,. Afterwards they raided the kitchen to find refreshments and I went back into the lounge.'Monica?' She half opened her eyes and looked at me.'I wanted to ask you something. What were you going to say?''I think it's done. The person who's making sure is someone he hurt a long time ago and she hates him even more than you do.' She closed her eyes again.'I wish he was dead. Can I ask you what I was going to?''Sure, what's the problem?''Can I stay here? My dreams are much better and Doctor Ilona. .. that ass feels so good on my cock... " I said picking up the pace. Both of us sweating now as I remained over him and thrusting. Licking eachothers lips and kissing passionately. "You're so fucking good... you fuck my ass so good.." he said. Turning me on, I threw myself on him, my body laying on top of his, my cock all the way in him as we kissed and fuck. "oh fuck yeah... fuck my ass with that cock... fuck my ass.." he said while licking my lips and kissing me while I stared at him looking. They were enveloped in a black lace bra with pinkish foam lining. The pink foam became clearly evident as she lifted each breast out separately from their socket before folding the cups in half and resting her breasts on top. What a lovely dance it was. And, indeed, there was that luxurious blue vein marbling along with dark brown aureoles and nice quarter inch nipples. I have to confess, I have been a breast man all my life. From earliest c***dhood memory when coloring a buxom t****ze artist.