Kirsty had found a job, which had taken her to France for the weekend. She had a four year old daughter and needed someone who she could trust to take...care of her. Laura was free and stepped forward to save the day. She was left everything she would need. She just had to cook and tuck Emma in at night and read her bed time stories. It was an easy 50 pounds. As it turned out Kirsty was delayed a couple of days and sent a text to Laura, asking if she would mind looking after Emma a bit longer.. Criscola?”“Oh, c’mon, Vic! I think you know why. And please, call me Rosemary.He told her he would as his hands rubbed the smoothness of her outer thighs and she rubbed the hardness felt by her ass. “Mmm. I really like touching you,” he told her as his hands slid along her smooth bare legs. “You feel so nice!”“So do you, baby! So do you!” she said with her ass grinding hard against his cock. “A woman could . . . could get real used to what you’ve got! You . . . you know that, don’t. “I’m going to cum! Aaaahhh, Aaaahh!” She shouted.Her body started to writhe about and she gave herself a few final strokes of her now dripping wet opening with her fingers.“AAAAAH! Oh my god, that’s it!”She lay quite still for a little while then sat up.“There you are. Now you know what it looks like when a girl cums.”“Wow! I’ve never even thought about it before.”“Not even when you’re doing it?”“No.”“Strange. Anyway, what you’re going to do next is to lick all of my juice off me.”“What, down. He moved slowly through the station, and caught sight of a pair of legs on the floor. He breathed a heavy sigh as he moved towards them, and found them attached to the dead body of one of the deputies who had apparently taken a full shotgun blast to his chest and neck. Freddie said a quiet apology for the man before moving back towards the holding cells.If the sight of the first officer down was enough to bother Freddie, the sight of the second one, missing most of his head, was enough to make.