"We figure he has some incriminating evidence on his phone, but we're not getting a warrant for it. There's not much else we can do, so we'll be movin... on. Still," he smiled, "keep it up, you're shaping up to be good police." Though the compliment made me smile in return, and I understood Jackson's situation, I felt annoyed inside. I felt that there was more we could do, and always assumed these detectives were more willing to bend the rules a little to get to the truth. On my way home I. Dancing and moving like there’s no tomorrow. After an hour of dance and stuff, I got tired and sat on a chair nearby to relax for a while. I saw her moving her ass in accordance with the song and completely lost in the moment.Seeing her, my dick once again became hard. There was a bulge in my pant. After a while, she got imbalanced. I was about to fall and somehow managed to land on my lap and there it was. As my dick was already hard, her pussy landed directly on dick. She let out a soft. Despite the fact that Rita and I had rubbed, and touched a little and exchanged looks, nothing had happened since Cancun. Don’t know why but that’s what it was. Except that morning I was feeling horny and just could not resist. Instead of sitting down, I joined her at the counter and put my hands on her hips and kissed her neck, you know the spot just below the jawline and the collarbone. “Hummm, what brings this on?” she asks.“I want you.” That’s all I could say. I brought my hands up around. Tuck thought that they were going to toss him in the swimming pool and he figured he may deserve that. But the girls did not push him in the pool, instead they led him around the pool to the guest house where they stayed.They took Tuck inside and down a hallway past both of their bedrooms to a another room. To Tuck’s shock when the door opened he saw that it was obviously a sex room. There was a king size bed in the middle of the room with a large mirror on the ceiling above it. He saw.