God, I was turned on! All the sensations, running through my body, made my stuffed pussy and clit throb, but I had totally forgotten about doing anyth...ng to make my sponge rub my clit.I had just about gotten myself under control, for the moment, when I felt the buttons of my blouse being slowly unfastened. I could have said no, but I didn’t. When the last button was freed, my blouse was pushed back over my shoulders. I felt John start to kiss me. I knew it was him, from that little move of. Four men in as many minutes had shot their load on and partially in me and I had two separate orgasms, this was the kind of sex I craved, and I envied men like these guys who just turn up and fuck whoever wants a bit of cock. Then suddenly in front of my was one of the boys who was first on the scene. He was young, deliciously young and I spread my thighs and opened my pussy, 'Come on, put it inside me and cum', I said to him, pointing to him so there could be no mistaken my desire. The men. "Let me go, damnit!" Oh, wow, you really got a workout!" A featherweight touch ghosted over her angry flesh and followed her crack down between her legs, to where Lily's gash was leaking on the carpet. The fingers probed just briefly before withdrawing; Lily could hear Norma licking them.The blonde tensed at the unexpected feel of a tongue against her skin. Hands spread her stinging buns and the wet tongue speared at her rosebud, caressing her sphincter and demanding entrance. It felt sinfully. The cop took one look at Mike and said, “It’s you.”“What?” Mike asked.“You’re the one who shot that terrorist,” the cop said.At the reminder, Mike recognized the cop and smiled. Chuckling, he said, “No. The news reports that I saw said that you shot him.”The cop shook his head and said, “Mister, I saw you there. You stepped in front of that van and fired off four shots before jumping out of the way. I even told you that it was good shooting.”“The official story is that I wasn’t there,” Mike.