I sort of thought that was what Miz. Tracy was hopin’ for, though. Then there were the newest residents of the square. Two lovers, or so some—not ...ecessarily me—would think. Mr. Mark and Miz. Kathy. As I heard it, both came down from Richmond way together to teach at SCAD—Miz. Kathy right away in the fine arts department and Mr. Mark by the summer in textiles. They had moved into the row house, made into apartments, right next door to the café to the west. They lived on the second floor, and. Obviously her good exercise habits kept her body tight and prime for fucking. Her futile protests and crying continued. However, I blocked them out entirely. This was pure ecstasy. I lifted her off the mattress and bent her over a nearby desk so that her perfectly firm ass is fully exposed. Now I had my choice of continuing to pound away at her pussy or penetrating that equally delicious ass. I went for the pussy for another series of lustful thrusts. Take this Bitch!!! Take it! Ill bet this. Slowly going upwards to the crotch area. Since it was a hot summer I was wearing shorts and it only took seconds for my dick to get hard. I was gasping for air. The way she touched me was making me extremely horny.(All this in a period when I just lost my virginity to this gorgeous mature woman and since then was almost horny all the time.) I could not believe this was happening to me. She did not say anything. She simply pulled down my pants and took my dick in her hands. She smiled cause I. Events of the last few days hadn't given any of them time to think really, let alone adjust.One moment she was angrily discussing world domination with the queen and now the 'fresh' oddity of being fitted for a dress uniform!'Hand tailoring' while not unknown in the circles Key traveled, were more the province of the dirt poor, the mega-eccentric or the uber-rich.She, like Mihoshi occupied none of those categories.As detectives first and third class respectively however both police women had.