It was basically a take-out joint with an open grill and a handfulof uncomfortable tables scattered on the worn linoleum floors. Marciaordered the fal...fel platter; Grace, the lamb gyro. As a special FauxBirthday treat, Grace insisted on ordering the sigara borek as an appetizer.Tubes of delicately fried phyllo, they were rolled like little cigarsstuffed with a mildly spiced cheese. Marcia slowly munched through two ofthem waiting for their entrees to arrive.* * *Grace was true to her. Earlier the next morning I felt something poking me on my butt, I reached around to feel what it was. David had a hard on and during the night he slid up against me. I heard some boys talking about putting a dick in their butt while in the shower at gym and thought it might be fun. I pulled my bottom down and snaked his dick through the pee gap in his pajamas. He was sound asleep so I knew I wouldn't bother him. I spat on my hand and rubbed my butt crack and hole, then I rubbed spit on his. ” She giggled. The smile worked.“Well, kudos on your perception. I think you might be right, about him, not showing that is.” She turned her attention back to her drink. “And, while you might also be spot on about his level of intellect, he’s just a business partner. No romantic involvement.” “Ahh,” I smiled harder, squeezing out a dimple in each cheek. “I thought maybe he was the rightful owner of that Hyundai you have parked on your ring finger.” She held up her left hand, “This?” showing me. My knees got weak; I had never felt anything so good. I told the officer I needed to kneel before I fell, and he said only if I kept my hands on the trunk. I dropped to my knees on the blacktop, spreading them as far as I could. I already knew I would do anything to keep Sammy's attention on my cunt. I dropped my head to the bumper as a second cop car pulled up. "Probe" was all the officer said. Sammy instantly mounted me, driving his dog dick deep in my cunt like a pro. The second patrol car.