I drove home in a mild panic to find the police were all over the place. I was stopped as I tried to enter my home. ‘This is a crime scene, you can�...�t come in.’ the officer told me. ‘This is my house’ I argued. Lieutenant Turner, the detective in charge came over to talk to me. ‘Do you have proof you live here and a picture of your wife?’ I pulled out my wallet and showed my license and the pictures. He smiled when he saw the rose tattoo on her shoulder in the 4th photo. ‘Finally you came to a. Woh keh rahi thi aap kaha ja rahe ho..Maine kaha main Toilet ja raha hoon. Usne kaha muje bhi jaana main magar raat main us jungle main dar lagta hain. Maine kaha koi baat nahi..Mere man main aisa kuch nahi tha.Woh ek choti si bachchi thi.Usne ek plastic ki bottle li aur mere sath chal padi. Fir thode door ja kar hum rook gaye. Bahot andhera tha. Maine kaha toom yaha beth jao. Main pesab karke aata hoon. Woh darne lagi..Nahi muje andhere main dar lagta hain..Maine kaha main yaha tumhare samne. We had not arranged any guys for today, the idea was for us to relax and for Jan to be able to go home semi normal, but it didn’t take long before I saw Jan on the frame her ass full of dog cock and her day off to a good start. With some poppers she told Steve to bring up the horse with the huge cock, saying just once more.It looked good as I help Joy hold her ass open for his monster cock to enter her, Steve holding his head and feeding him the mares scent got him really horny, his cock now. My breathing is deeper and faster, with each stroke of his fingers, in and out of me. I lean into his body, see the beads of sweat trickling down his neck and I cannot help but slowly lick them off. The taste of his salty skin and feel of his fingers inside me, sends me into orbit. “Fuck me with your fingers!” I practically growl into his ear He slams his fingers deep into me repeatedly, making me scream, “Yes, oh yes, deeper, harder, more, oh FUCK!” He knows that I am going to cum, he kisses.