In the evening he invited me out me at a resturant after work, we would meet at his place so I had plenty of time to fix me, I was long in the bath an... drank so I started to get a bit drunk, so when I wanted to shave my pussy and gave myself an enema, then I got hornier and hornier my pussy was soaking wet, so I dressed up in a half long red lace dress, and I had a black lace bra, a black lace garter belt black lace panties with opening and dark brown stockings with gold seam and gold. Slamming the door to my 'office' open only made things worse. The door crashed into the back of the office chair sending its occupant sprawling over my desk and spilling hot coffee everywhere!A cursing police sergeant was trying to get off of the desk and get to his feet. I pulled my roscoe out of his kidney and helped him up. "Hi Bricker, what brings you out of the clubhouse on such a fine January Morning? You didn't just come to brighten my day, did you?" Luckily for him none of the spilled. ’ ‘Why?’ she shouted. ‘They’re the same damn thing! You said the same damn thing, on two different mornings! Don’t you get it?’ ‘No.’ His voice was as loud as hers, he couldn’t remember ever being this angry, ever shouting as loudly as he was now. ‘That’s the problem, Maisie. I don’t get it—you have to spell it out for me. All I know is that you left me. You left me then, and this morning . . . . ‘ He trailed off as he drew in a much-needed shaky breath. ‘And this morning,’ he continued,. .you say pussy? This is really better... So, I showed her how I give my pussy caresses... She watched me very carefully, lying right here on my legs, her mouth so near to my... then she moved me gently... slowly, long... then she gave me a sudden kiss on it and said "I do it also" – then she showed me her pussy, we examined – is something to see from the rough treatment…? Imagine, he just purely pushed his cock into her, ruthless, just took her, nearly ****d her without regard to her virginity,.