Salty. Stiffening. He groaned.I begin to strip, tossing my clothes to the side. He watches. As i begin to lower my underwear he stops me, lightly grab... the waistband and falls to his knees in front of me. He slowly pulls them lower as my cock strains against the cotton. Lower, harder, lower. As my head releases from the waistband my cock jumps toward the ceiling. He groans again.His lips are soft against my head and his tongue feels hot as he licks me from balls to tip. Into his mouth, warm and. ..this will ruin us," Robert gasped. "What the hell are we going to do?" "We have to swap back," Bobby said. "All we need to do is do it again. Where are your glasses? I can't see very well." "We can't," Robert sighed. "We've never run the a****ls through twice. It might make us both brain dead. Here are the glasses." Bobby looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 7PM. "Shit, Briana and I are supposed to go to an awards dinner tonight." "Your mother and I have no plans so it should be. I shook my head. 'Can't place your face, ' I said, 'but take your knickers off. I never forget a cunt!' She hit me several times about the body. I was glad the daily workout I'd enjoyed at Kim's warehouse gymnasium had hardened my gut a bit but, even so, I was on my knees before she stopped.The policewoman stood over me, panting. She said, 'I was one of the officers who was called to Mrs Joy's house the night you were arrested. You were still playing with her breasts when we arrived. You had. Or she was simply seducing him in a coffee shop. I had sent two messages in the interim, just saying how horny I was and was hoping that she was enjoying herself, and cumming hard. I could see that she had received the messages, but not yet read them. (The phone message system we use, shows that). I was so horny and so excited, thinking that some stranger was ploughing his hard cock into her somewhere, making her cum. I had these visions of her bent over in a toilet stall, being fucked. I sent.