By the time I heard the knock on the door and unlocked it, my cock revived. After swiftly locking the door behind her, Devi pushed me onto the throne,...removed her panties and straddled me.By the time we climaxed together, Bess had turned off the shower, opened the door and brought about her own orgasm. "Hurry," she said as she dashed through the door to her bedroom. Devi cleaned our genitals while I put on the top portion of my suit. She kissed my drooping penis before it hid behind my suit. ”The door slammed open and the cops hollered, “MATT AND BILL BACK AWAY FROM THOSE LADIES. NOW.” I had to stifle a laugh because Bill had just peed in his pants.Matt tried to get out of trouble saying, “It’s just their word against ours.”“I’m ‘fraid not Matt.”, said one of the cops. “We had a recording running. It’s your word against a recording of your words. Attempted rape will get both of you out of scholastic sports until well past high school. Our court system is jammed up. You will spend. ." He stopped. "Never mind. I'm just glad I have a good one to work with. Come in. Come in!"Cecelia realized she was just standing there, where she'd stopped when she'd first entered the room. She took a deep breath and made her right foot move. Taking a step she realized she was headed for one of the student desks in the room and she swerved drunkenly to avoid sitting in the same seat she'd had when he was her teacher. Her frustration surged as she looked around for somewhere else to sit.. When we hit the Alaska border, Mr. Simmons referred to us as their son and daughter-in-law. The customs people just waved us on through. ‘Don’t worry son,’ Mr. Simmons said. ‘I’ve been on the shady side of the law a time or two myself.’ They took us to Anchorage, where they were going to visit their real son. I saw a local newspaper that has an article about the cop killing in Cheyenne. Fortunately neither Maria or I were mentioned by name. I knew we had to get out of sight, preferably for a.