Monica wasted no more time and in one motion lowered herself all the way onto me as the wettest, tightest cunt I’d ever felt swallowed all 8 inches ...f my manhood at once. The suffocating tit finally released me from its pinning grip, but all I could get out was “Holy….oh my God…oh fuck,” as she raised up almost all the way off of me and slammed back down with intensity I’d never seen from her before. Her eyes were closed and squinted and her face wrinkled in deep concentration as she screamed. My nipples were really hard and tingling.The sergeant stared at me for a while then got up and walked round the desk to me. He stood in front of me then started mauling my breasts. He kept pulling and rolling my nipples between his thumb and finger. I had a real problem keeping from moaning with pleasure.After a few minutes of this he stood back and said, "Now the skirt!" What choice did I have? My only real concern was that he might fuck me and give me some horrible disease. Jon doesn't get. I withdrew my hand, leaving his bared foot nested between my cheeks, his toes touching my wet vagina and anus simultaneously, each time he wiggles them, I parted and opened to his assault, on my crotch, I closed my eyes and feign sleep, I lay my head in my arm and felt him probe deeper, my vagina squeezing hard on his big toe, restricting his movements, telling him I was so tight he needed to insert his other part, for maximum pleasure, I let him fuck me there, the next time in the morning, he. ’ ‘Hell, I can cook,’ Jamie said. ‘I’ll cook a year’s supply of food if it means not sitting across from Susan and having to listen to her chatter non-stop about the right baby formula to use and what diapers are best for the baby. You’d think that being as old as she is, she’d want me to breast feed, not bottle feed.’ ‘She’s not that old. She’s as old as your mother would have been — forty and I’m forty-three are you saying I’m old too?’ Jamie smiled, hooked her arm through her dad’s and.