Now, I didn’t know who Cathy’s dad was, all I knew was that he was also from Ireland. The next day, I received a call from the DeKalb Police. I th...ught it was curious when the police told me, “Have your girlfriend come to the station and pick up your car”. I asked why? The officer said, “your girlfriend Carol Mahoney’s name is on the title and she is the daughter of an Irish Diplomat so she has diplomatic immunity”. You’re one lucky son of a bitch, legally we can’t impound your car. But we can. 'Well, we can't not do it, can we?' I said, shakily. 'We just have to!' 'What do we have to do?' asked Chris, distractedly rubbing my breasts. James started running his hand up and down my thigh, and smiling wickedly. 'Come on baby, what is it that we have to do?' he asked. I smiled and stood up, straddling James. He leaned back on the couch and reached out to hold my waist with both hands as I grabbed his cock and guided it into my dripping pussy. I lowered myself down with a sigh as James'. He withdrew his hand, and she began to reposition on to her back. Her legs taking the position she knew they needed to be in to slide his self in to her. He started slow. He knew he didn't need to have her screaming in ecstasy, but he didn't want to be embarrased either. He pushed his manhood in deep, enjoying her warmth around it. It wasn't long before he was picking up steam and pumping away. Pam was suprised by how much she was enjoying it. It might not have been her most daring exploit. "There." "Are you sure?" I ask, astounded. She doesn't like anal, never wanted to try it before. "I've been practicing," she says with a wink, gesturing to the dildo. "Don't worry, I used a condom. Now, quit stalling," she finishes with a smile. It's my first time giving anal, and I add more lube before I push inward. Remembering how it felt for me, I start slowly at first, thrusting firmly into her ass with each stroke. If her pussy was tight, her ass was even tighter; despite having been told.