I collected my carryon bag and made my way out of the plane. As soon as I got into the terminal I made a quick call on my cell phone to be sure she wa... on her way to pick me up.Her sweet, sexy voice crackled in my ear, "I'm on the expressway. Traffic is terrible so I may be a few minutes late. I love you."I got the rest of my luggage and went out to the curb to wait. It wasn't too long before I saw the familiar car approaching. She pulled up to the curb next to me and popped the trunk. I tossed. “Your anus and rectum is very tight, warm, elastic, conforming to the shape of my mushroom head, and tapered shaft with veins, like a custom fitted sheath for my penis, so I make sure I am not missing anything, this makes my job easy” the cop explained. “Thanks officer, I am glad I am making your job easy” Emily replied, pushing her ass back and forth towards the cop, moaning and rubbing her clit.The cop continued slamming her ass for a good five minutes.The cop stopped, grunted, “ahhhhh”,. Her footsteps were quick but muted by the soft soles of her Keds on the buffed linoleum. It was unusually warm in the girl's locker room and she was glad for the short skirt she was wearing. Sydney had only just exited the shower, her silhouette breaking the cloud of steam that fogged the room as Sarah walked down the corridor of orange lockers that framed the shower's entrance on each side. Sydney was like an apparition in all that mist, her appearance sudden and ethereal, then just as. Most of my classmates speculated that she had been criticized during her own college days, when it was less accepted for women to obtain degrees, and that she took that out on her students. Missing most of her lectures, I hadn't realized how interesting they could be. Her presentation of tendencies of the mind and psychological behavior were intriguing, if not alluring.Slowly I walked up to her after class; waiting for the teacher's pets to finish lavishing her with praises, before I introduced.