Now she was only in bra and panty. looking hot like hell. her fair body was glowing in black bikini. i kissed her again. and rubbed her buttocks. then...removed her bra..and oh my God! her pretty boobs now in front of me. untouched and with erect punk nipples. i took left one in mouth. and hold other one in right and caresses it. she was moaning..i removed my clothes.. now i was only in my underwear. then i lifted her in my arms.and took her to the bed. i threw her gently on bed. and started. I went and hugged her. I have hugged my MIL before, like a casual hug during festivals but not like this. She also hugged me back and was said to me that she is not able to live like this anymore and even thinks about ending her life. I kept my fingers on her lips and stopped her from saying anything like that further. We were still hugging each other. My hands were touching her bare back. I was rubbing her back to comfort her and she started to hold me tight. By this time the devil in me. . turned on. After that day, I found myself searching for pissing videos of all kinds. Girls pissing in showers, girls pissing over toilets, girls pissing on floors over towels, and then girls pissing outside. The last one really hit a spot with me. I found myself searching for those videos the most often. It was so taboo, watching women piss in various spots outside. In the grass, on the sidewalk, down a set of stairs, down a slide. As I watched and watched, I could feel my pussy getting. He hated being the only Bears fan in a town populated by Vikings and Packers fans, which was, to him, just the universe’s obnoxious way of rubbing his face in the dirt. He hated bad cops, both kinds. He hated dirty cops, something he had run into a lot when he worked in Chicago, but not so much here in Minneapolis, and he hated lousy incompetent cops, cops that dicked around on the job, fucked up a crime scene because they couldn’t be bothered to care. He hated them so much that some days he.