’ said Molly. ‘Me too.’ I said. ‘I loved the look on his face when I started talking about his son being arrested.’ ‘Unfortunately,’ Mol...y said, ‘Cindy has regrets.’ she said, snitching on her sister. Wasn’t the first time, I was sure. Cindy gave Molly a withering look, then said ‘I know that it was just like the Jefferson Jackson case… can’t blame any one person for doing anything that killed the man. But I still feel like I… and we… crossed the line.’ I had to choose my words carefully, here,. Don’t you?” Then feeling the cock get nice and hard as she now begins to softly stroke it, up and down. She leans down to his face, looking into his eyes. “You like my finger in your little asshole? Come on Tommy admit it. You do. Don’t you?”“Yeah, a little.” Tommy, had to uncomfortably admit. Not knowing if it was because of the actual feel of her finger in his ass, or if it was because of the left hand on his cock, or was it just due to the fact that she was, again taking complete control,. His mouth kissed, his lips nibbled, and his tongue licked. It just felt so incredibly naughty and wild with him getting down on me in his office. He sucked, and probed using his mouth, he drew letters on my pussy lips using his tongue, he pulled up my clitoris and let go using his lips, and he slurped on my enlarged rose bud so hard I gasped. I moaned, groaned and whimpered along with his actions, and my juice just kept gushing out of my vagina flowing into his waiting mouth. The stimulation. I stood at the open gate shifting from foot to foot as I listened for any nearby sounds. All that I heard was a muffled dog barking a few streets over and the dew settling on the lawn for the night. My full bladder that I couldn't ignore for much longer coaxed me inside the gate and over to a protected area of bushes disappearing into the deepening darkness of the shadows. Beyond caring now, my bladder was close to bursting. Pushing my face and body as close to the leaves of the nearest green.