Keep squeaking, Aly. Hey there, gorgeous. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Why was I suddenly blushing and well, let’s be honest, wet between my legs? My bra...n wasn’t registering this conversation anymore. You could offer me a million dollars and I still wouldn’t be able to recall what was said. It must have somehow led to a double entendre though, because what caught my attention was one word. Say that again. Say what again? Oh, you mean you wanna hear me say “pussy”… That asshole, of course I wanted. ”“Jay, there’s blood on your shirt,” said Connie.“Oh, I thought it quit bleeding.”Connie quickly lifted my shirt, and Connie, Heather, and Sue let out gasps.“What the fuck?” said Heather.Rachel slowly backed out of the room as the girls looked at the bites on my chest and stomach.“Oh no, you don’t!” exclaimed Heather as she turned and grabbed Rachel. “What the fuck did you do, Rach!”“What, it’s just love bites,” said Rachel.“That bitch is not a love bite,” said Connie, pointing to the bleeding. He didn't work that kind of case anyway. And when a cop was serious, it meant something. I debated calling Tracey, the lawyer I sometimes worked with, but it didn't seem necessary. I'd done nothing! I couldn't think of anything I might even be accused of doing unless it was thinking bad thoughts about lying, evil English bitches. No, that favor should be saved for another day. I waved off Ruby from pouring another scotch, paid my tab, and headed out the door, wondering what the heck was up.. I pushed to toy fully in and wedged it there with a pillow, then climbed over him again, this time facing, and pushed my cock into his mouth. Eagerly he sucked it, taking it deep as I moved forwards. I withdrew, then went down on him for a while, getting him back to a fully erect state.Time to go up a gear. I eased the Kong out and replaced it with a 'Stryker', again a super-realistic, but longer and slightly thicker than the Kong. Again, I lubricated it well and eased it in, lingering over the.