"I better not find any panties," she said — and actually started to look."Well, you might," I said with a smile. "She was on the phone with her boyf...iend for four hours. I was outside, so I don't know what went on in there."Beth stopped in her tracks."I guess I look pretty ridiculous," she said. "If you wanted to teach me a lesson, I guess it worked. That poor guy had a miserable time. The concert was boring. The Lexington Symphony isn't very good. And all I talked about was my boyfriend."Then. I broke the kiss at last i said in her ears that she is my wife and bit her ears. she started smiling.I started to undress her i removed her top and her bra, i saw her boobs it was great round white she made me sleep on her lap and suck her boobs like a baby, she started to moan “hhhmmmmmmmm uuuuuuuuufffffff” and was pressing my boobs, we went nude and sat in front of each other and both started pressing our boobs, i the whole room was filled with our sounds, i slept on top of her and started. .”“That’s an order!” I turned back to Montrose. “Montrose, cool down!”“Reaper, this ain’t right, and you know it!”“Cool down and tell everybody else to cool down. Please!”“Reaper...”“Please! I don’t need the grief and you don’t either!”Montrose gave me a hard look but stepped back and said something I couldn’t hear to a couple of his guys. They spread out through the crowd, and he turned back to me. “What about this asshole and the other cops?”“One-Six-Three to Dispatch, have everybody pull. Grab me, grab me.Lance ran his fingers through her hair to kiss her.She moved back.He kept a fistful of her hair and pulled her back to him.Kiss.She stood up and rocked to the music in her head. Lance opened her pants and started sliding them down.It’s happening! “Fuck, yeah,” Ray muttered.Thighs exposed. Knees. Pants were around her ankles now. Lance lifted her sweater. Pink panties exposed. Like a gentleman, Lance held her hand while she pulled her sandaled feet out of her pants.She straddled.