A fine bottom will always be deeply cleft. It is to this feature that my attention has often been drawn and I will do my best to do justice to my many...opportunities for such observations. My extensive contemplation has, indeed, led me to the belief that in this cleavage arises what one might even venture to call the philosophical nature of the bottom. Allow me to explain: as the female bottom swells from below the waist and finally parts into the legs, it embodies the primal division of one. This got me excited but at the same time was scared. They asked me to shut up and get on the bike. I sat in between them and my tights pulled up. The cop from behind had one hand on my waist and the other on my naked thighs. He whispered in my ears saying “U are really sexy” I did not know what to say. Turned around and gave him a confused smile. As we were riding it started raining heavy and all of us got wet. We reached the station and ran in for shelter. I ran like a bitch as the cops inside. 1975 had not been a kind year to Deb.At last, Kostowe came back from his early meeting. Lunch was a nervous blur to her; she'd had no idea what she was eating in the cafeteria. Finally, the time had come, and he'd given her an encouraging smile.Together, they went down the hall, and into a wallboard-and-panel conference room, on the outside, western, arc of the building. Vertical blinds hung in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the furniture was reminiscent of Scandinavian design, all. Kissing and smooching her. Tasting her mouth. I pulled down her panties.She sat on the kitchen slab. Opened her legs. Next moment I was inside her. My cock deep inside her. Pumping her pussy. She moaned loudly. It turns me further on. I grabbed her and held her on my hips. Her legs wrapped around my hips. She kept jumping on my cock. Getting herself fucked. We kept fucking there in the kitchen for another 30 mins.I carried her in my arms and took her to bedroom. My dick was still hard. My mind.