Kimmie's pussy was getting wetter and wetter. So much so it was also making the top of her thighs wet. "Where are my panties" ,she wondered. She alway... wore panties to bed under her short nightdress. Come to think of it where was her nightdress. She must have been in a deep deep sleep not to have felt that being removed. Likewise when the panties were tugged down and now were around just one ankle.The stiffening between her ass cheeks was getting harder. It was also getting wetter. Pre-cum was. She walked into the station, past the main desk where one of the sergeants on duty pissed her off by leering at her. She slammed past him and into the room designated for the Detectives. There were two desks sitting there, facing each other, each had another chair bolted down next to it. Both desks were empty, but that didn’t surprise her. She was over an hour early for the meeting. She by passed the desks and headed for Nick’s office. She had phone calls she needed to make, details to round. Not in front of my son.”If they heard her, they didn’t let on. They were more concerned by getting out of their clothes. Andrew was soon in front of her, his clothes were removed ready to mount, “Damn, she’s dry.”Andrew fixed that problem by reaching his hand up and spitting into it once, then twice. He rubbed the spit on the end of his rather long cock and about to enter Catherine’s pussy, but she tried to fight him by pulling her legs up, trying to shield her body from him.Andrew just laughed. "I see you are is still wet." The man said cheerfully. He moved his finger to his nose, inhaling deeply, then slid it into his mouth and sucked her juices off it. "Would you like to continue?" The man asked pleasantly. He watched Jenna, but she just stared at him for a few moments, blinking sheepishly. She looked down at his hard cock, then nodded. "Good," the man said, "go ahead and get down on your hands and knees." He added and moved to the side. Jenna nodded again, then got on all fours,.