She even made a show of revelry when the tempo sped up and Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough kicked in. Fear and alcohol were fuelling her now, so that...the darkened ballroom spun surreal with flashing lights. A glance to her watch sent a shock of anxiety right through her.Time to make the break, to do this thing—but how could she get away?Ironically it was Stephen who provided her cue. “You’ve been quiet since dinner,” he said, as she trailed him from the now-packed dance area, feigning sheer. The thought of going to jail in a dress didn't sound like something I wanted to do. The police had me handcuffed and I begged them to let me change.They pulled the car over to the side and both got out. I wasn't sure what they were doing but I was hoping I was wrong. They each opened one of the back doors and got in, "I'll tell you what, we can make this easy on you, you do what we ask and you confess to having sex with that girl tonight and we will take you home." Said the older officerWith. As Carrie and I were saying good night to the Chief and his wife, the Chief whispered, "See me in my office Monday morning, early." I'll be there."Back home in bed that night, Carrie was full of herself. We were both naked and she was sitting on top of me with my erection embedded in her hot nest. Carrie was moving up and down slowly as she talked about the evening."Wasn't that meal great?" she asked. "And the band, they were really good, weren't they?" Yes, everything was perfect, as usual," I. I pulled away to kiss his neck and bite his earlobe. I got fully on top of him, and we continued to tongue each other passionately. I felt his hard dick against my butt cheeks. I got up from his lips and started grinding my butt against his fat cock. I placed my hands on his chest. 'I wanna fuck the shit out of you,' he said. 'Go ahead' I replied. 'Fuck me hard daddy.' I went down and kissed him again. He placed his big dick inside of my hole and started fucking me slowly. I lay on top of his.