Her knees were knocking together uncontrollably as she tried desperately to control her body and stand on her own two legs. She was losing the battle ...ntil she felt Mike’s hands on her hips. He pulled her upwards and straightened her. With all his force he pushed her body into the chair and parted her legs. His cock entered her in one go and he pushed it all the way in and held it there. The remnants of her juices were now wetting his trousers which hung lifelessly around his ankles. Mike. She was shocked by this sudden grasp and tried to get away. But I had made up my mind to get her. I caught hold of her boobs and started to squeeze them. Meanwhile she continued her efforts to get away. I started kissing her back pressing her boobs and as time passed by she started getting hot. Her efforts became slow and at last she was there. She started pressing her butts against my Lund which, by now, was at his full flow. It was erect and hard like a bamboo. I lifted her in my arms and. I’m at a loss as to how you heard about it so quickly.”Ignoring his question, “And what about the true perpetrators? Why aren’t they in custody? Who and where are they?”“Colonel, I’m not sure they were in town earlier and have disappeared since then. But the women aren’t talking, and the boy can’t.”“Sheriff, you are trying my patience. Either you have suspects, or you don’t. Which is it?”“Well, and remember, I have no proof I think it might have been Billy Jackson and his bunch.”Before he could. Ingrid tossed the shirt onto the floor. "Shoes and pants next." Ingrid's blush deepened. She kicked off her shoes and then reached for her waist and unsnapped and pushed her pants down her hips and legs and stepped out of them. She wore white cotton bikini style briefs. "Turn around once. Slowly." Ingrid started to take small steps, rotating herself around. As she did, she felt almost like Cindy's eyes were pawing at her. She was embarrassed, but she felt something more. She felt the beginnings.