On the road were about twenty police cars. The lights were on but they made little noise. The sirens were off. Standing all around the street were pol...cemen and policewomen. I noticed also a bunch of people carrying cameras. They must have been journalists. A van appeared and a bunch of men wearing thick body armor walked out. Each of them carried a rifle. A tall man wearing a trench coat saw Lily and me walking on the road. He approached us."Where have you just been?" he asked."I was just down. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a. I continue on giving you a real show as I bend over to pick up a shell in the sand then continue on towards the water. As I reach the water I turn again and see that you have started to follow but first you have gotten a couple of towels and a blanket from the patio area and you are spreading them in the sand. Then you continue on out to the waters edge where I am waiting for you. The water is as warm as it claims as we enter it. We swim around playfully, rinsing the sweat and cum from our. He stopped us on our way out wanting to buy us all another drink but everyone said they had enough. We all had to drive, so had better not drink anymore. Ron started to get belligerent saying, "if you have any trouble with the cops just me know and I'll take care of that shit, the police don't fuck with me." As we hurried up and got out of there, I heard Ron say to himself, "damn that's nice" I knew he was talking about Debra by the way he said it. I'd been around Ron when he'd been drinking.