The police came round to Miss Carmichael's boyfriend's flat, confident by some means that she would be there, and politely asked her to come with them... they refused her boyfriend's request to accompany them but promised to keep him informed. In the police car, she innocently tried to speed dial her colleagues at the office, but the policeman next to her gently took the phone away and slipped it into his pocket. At about the same time, two police vans drew up in front of the office, showed Mr. I imagine you’re standing behind and me and I drop the sponge, leaving my fingers… your fingers to explore. I squeeze my breasts, pinching my nipples firmly. It feels so good and I continue to massage my right breast as my right hand slips between my pussy lips and the wetness from the shower, quickly becomes the wetness inside my little love hole. My clitoris isn’t hiding either - she’s like a firm little button begging to be toyed with, to be stroked and pinched and teased. I take a long deep. . kiss what?”“Your pussy,” Jimmy blurted. “Did Aunt Karen kiss your pussy, Mom?”“Jimmy, please...” Sarah couldn’t look up at her son. All she could do was sit there trembling and blushing furiously, hands clasped tightly in her lap.Jimmy began to open his pants.Hearing the rustle of his clothing, Sarah peeked at him. She held her breath when she saw he was opening his pants, unzipping them. When they were open, he pushed them to his knees, and his cock lurched up, long and hard, with a shining,. He had already graduated and was working in that area.’ She continued studying the fire as she silently reminisced. A tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away. After a moment Pam said, ‘Oh, I need to put wood on. Excuse me.’ She walked to the back porch and came in with several pieces and placed them gently on top of the glowing embers. They began to pop and crack, and sparks flew into the fire screen. She sat on the sofa again but not so far away this time. She removed her shoes and.