’ ‘It wasn’t Gretchen,’ I told him. ‘The police will probably treat it as though she did, at first, but I don’t believe she did it for one...second. You need to make a choice right now, Hans. Your little girl is in the worst trouble she has ever been in, and you need to decide if you believe her. Someone killed your wife, and fingers will be pointing at Gretchen as soon as the police get here. I’m a homicide detective, and I’m telling you that I have looked at the crime scene, and that I know. You are such a good cocksucker. Dirty little slut aren't you!” It wasn't a question. That's what I was to him. Sitting in a cubicle in the men's toilet, my lips covered in cum with my lipstick smeared, I guess that's what I now was. A dirty cocksucking slut!"“Suck my cock clean, baby. I don't want cum on my suit.” Suddenly I was “baby”. Now that he'd shot his load and had his way with me, now he was using terms if endearment! Not that he meant it as endearment. To him, no doubt, “baby” was what. I step out of them and wiggle my bubble butt at you. Then I slowly turn around.I get up on the bed and crawl towards you, straddling you once I reach that gorgeous cock. I grind my hot, wet, pussy against you as I lean down and kiss you. My hard nipples rub against your chest and I moan in your mouth. I sit up and grab your cock, not being able to wait any longer. With one deep hard thrust I take all of you inside of me. You fill me up and I scream as my pussy tightens around you. Slowly I go. "I need to get back to work!” His protest didn't stop him from ripping my shorts off and helping me out of them. He brought them up to his face, took a deep breath inhaling my sex and then licking the huge wet spot my dripping wet pussy left. I started to slowly run circles on my hard throbbing clit as he bent me over the seat of the mower. As I spread my legs wide he leaned closer to me as I watched his cock pointed right at my pussy from over my shoulder. He was about 13 inches and 4 wide one.