The officer had not said anything about charges. He doubted that they had even taken her downtown. They did not think of her as a slut. They did not s...e her breasts the way he had over the last year as she bounced around the house and out at the pool. They did not see her browser history, read her chats that she had with older men. She may have told the police it was a mistake or that it was her first time there. It was not her first. He knew it was at least her fifth time of going with at. I put my hands on his legs and started pushing him on my face.Meanwhile, Jonas grabbed my hips and he made me spread my feet.I soon felt his thick cockhead teasing my wet pussy lips.The bastard played with me, until I let go Samuel’s cock from my mouth and yelled at Jonas he should stop teasing me and he would better fuck me…I then felt him invading my soaking cunt, parting my swollen lips…He stood some moment quiet; to let my cunt adapt to its size; then Jonas began to fuck me in a steady. In a way I wish that I was naked but I’m still wearing my panties and despite my nervousness I know that a big wet patch is developing and that you can see it. You start to prepare my nipples. First standing close behind me gently caressing my breasts; your touch is so light and yet it feels like jolts of electricity shooting into my nipples. They are already erect and ignoring my desperate internal pleas for them to stay flat. My body is betraying me and my nipples are shouting “Clamp Me!”. ”She nodded. That wasn’t a surprise to her. “Bad week?”I looked at her shrewdly and gave her a knowing smile. “I suspect you know how my week’s gone.”She shook her head. “Not really,” she said. “I know Barb came in the other day looking very ... worn out. Then, yesterday, she was distraught.”I shrugged. “You’re her boss,” I said flatly. “You know what’s been going on around the office. I moved out of the house this week and told her I want a divorce. I’m sick of her and her lover making my life.