I'm sure it was all she could do was absorb herself in my heightened emotional climax. And yes, not only was my aunt giving me a physical orgasm, but ...ne for the heart, mind, and soul as well. This just wasn't sex... this was an eternal sacrament of the ages. All of the other women before my aunt were merely meaningless romps in the hay. This was to be something so much more. I felt her waver with her lips, sliding past my outer folds, only to discover my rigid clit waiting... with her other. She was just standing there, waiting.I walked over to her and told her to take off her bra. She unfastened it and let it drop. It was amazing to see her tits again, but I wanted to see more, almost believing that at any second our friend would just say stop. I put my hands at her waist and pulled her panties down to her ankles, and she stepped out of them. She was trimmed in a nice racing stripe, and I could see her cleft, but it wasn’t enough. I quickly maneuvered her to the bed and told her. ‘First of all, if you had told me, I might have let Laura make the choice to do it, but she should’ve been aware of the threat to her person. ‘And second… Detective Ross, you are wayyyy too valuable to me to be so willing to take a bullet like that, even if you had body armor on… one extra bullet, one shot high that hits you in the head, and…’ I just stopped. Cindy was trying to hide a smile that I’d let on that I cared as much as I did. ‘It is both your good fortunes that I’m off this case. “Okay. You’re forgiven,” she said.“Forgiven for what?”“For being an ass all morning.” She sat up, turned on my lap, smiled at me, her face nicely flushed, and kissed me. “I’m thirsty. Want something?”I watched the bottom half of her pantied ass undulate as she walked to the fridge. “No thank you.”“You sure?”“Well, maybe a bottle of water.”Rory returned and sat on the sofa, passing me a bottle. She popped her Coke and sipped, sighed, and turned to lean back against the armrest. She stretched her.