One of my guys - Matt Roberts - had shot and killed one man and wounded another while they were trying to carjack a car on the street in front of coll...ge.I was at the college at 3:45; this day was not going to be a good day either. I talked to the college security desk as I drove.The two villains had dragged the man out of the car in his driveway and he had been fighting them when both of them pulled a knife. Matt had been walking the street in front of the college on the foot patrol segment of. Fuck her hard. Make her want to be fucked every day. Slam that white cock deep in her. Yeah Mister, fuck her good. Make her really want it. I kept myself under control and had fucked her for several minutes when I could tell that her reaction was changing. She was relaxing and starting to push back as I fucked into her cunt. Soon she was moaning in pleasure. Finally she shook and yelled. Fuckkkk. Yessss. Im gonna cum. Yessss! Oh God yes. Give it to me. Her orgasm brought me to my own. I made no. "She dropped the panties. "Now help me my into my dress." Yes, Ms. Anderson," he said, his eyes following the panties as theyfell into a heap on the floor by her feet. Again he knelt before her,the fish-and-honey odour lingering in his nose, and held open her dress,drawing it up her shapely body and around her arms and shoulders,fastening the zip along her graceful back."How do I look?" she asked, standing back a little and facing him."You look hot, Ms. Anderson," he replied. He could feel his. Holly shivered, grabbed my waist and snuggled close to ward off the chills. I put my arm around her as we walked. I could feel her hips flexing and moving against my thigh and under my hand; my cock regained some of its former glory. We were still feeling the effects of the Holiday cheer when we got home. Mom greeted us at the door then listened raptly while my sister filled her in on the details. Not all the details, there was no mention of her children making out like newlyweds with each.