.. I trust you, David,” she sighed brokenly.We got to Mrs. Sullivan’s door and knocked. After a few seconds, she opened the door and beckoned us i..., shutting the door behind us. She gestured for us to take a seat in the two plastic chairs in front of her desk. She was a kind-looking statuesque lady of middling age. She had streaks of iron-grey through her hair, which was pulled up into a tight bun on the top of her head. She wore small brown spectacles balanced on the tip of her perky nose, and. As she released them and landed on her feet, the two pirates landed on the ground in a heap, their necks clearly broken.Logan rolled the body off of him and stood to face Christine. He couldn't see her eyes but just looking at her, he could feel the killing intent in her. She just stood there, as if waiting for the next attacker."Thank you Christine," Logan said and it was as if something changed then. Christine completely relaxed and looked around."We still have the bridge to clear," she said. She didn't seem to be done because she mashed her tits together causing some tit to billow out the top and bottom of her tank top. Then she moved in a full circular pattern while grinding my cock at the same time with her tits. I threw my head back and came harder than ever before until my balls ached. My cum spurted straight up and fell down onto the tops of her tits, splatting on her tank top with the same sound of a raindrop on a tent. I could feel the warmth of my own cum near my dick where. She made no attempt to hide.We both stood up and walked towards each other. Our first kiss was intense; we locked lips and our arms wrapped around each other, all attempts at adhering to social distancing abandoned. As I continued to kiss Janet, I gently pushed her back against the cupboards. My hard-on was straining at my jeans. Janet’s hand reached for it and I grabbed her bum. We were still kissing.My hands found Janet’s tits and her elegant bra offered little resistance. I pulled my mouth.