As she walked passed it, Lynn could hear someone yelling to her from thewindow on the second floor of the building. She looked up and saw apretty blon... girl. Whatever the girl was saying was incomprehensible,but she was pointing through the bars, not at Lynn but at somethingdirectly behind her. Lynn turned around.She'd been so deep in her own thoughts, she hadn't noticed the unmarkedpolice car following her. He'd probably been following her all along.Damn it! Some fugitive she was!Wallace. .I want to fuck your ass...do you want me to fuck your hot ass!?". You moaned softly, "Mmmhmm, yes, let me feel it!", and squeezed your ass around my finger. Pulling your hair back, I kissed down your neck, then eased my finger out of your ass and heard you draw in your breath sharply with a pouty "Ooohh!", at the sudden loss. Sliding my hand back down over your sopping wet pussy, I interrupted your masturbation, and you responded by squeezing your pussy soaked hand around my cock. Then. They had no choice but to get in there quickly. It took four surgery teams working round the clock for two days to get them all. But hey, I am here to bitch about it, you know? Once they are sure it won't happen again I am supposed to go see some plastic surgeon that will make it all nice and pretty. It will always be there. I can just deal with it."That got a boy, also in the video chat, to stand up in just his briefs to show off the scars all over his back, sides, chest, legs and then down to. I poured on more lotion, and began to rub her ass again. As time passed since the fall, the damage from the sc**** and the tearing of her bottoms from her body were become more noticable. Not only was their a red line. You could follow that line from her hip, across her cheek, and continuing between her thighs. I began thinking of my daughters young pussy again. How it looked as she sat in front of me outside. The way it smelled as I removed the splinters. I wanted her pussy so bad. I new it.