Her head fell back as she moaned. Her movement on the recliner caught my attention, she had uncrossed her legs and was working the vibrator into her p...ssy. She pushed it in deep and let go of it. The buzzing toy stayed in place as she slowly closed her legs. She pulled her blouse over her head and unfastened her bra. She laid back and pinched her nipples as her thighs had small spasms. When I looked back at the TV she was slowly rocking up and down on her lovers cock. Her juices causing a foam. She hadn't lasted three days.But a task force was something new and delicious. They couldn't find him, they had nothing on him. Mr. Big Shot Detective couldn't find his ass with a flash light, road map and both hands. He smothered his giggles into his hand.And his partner, whoa, now she was something. All blonde, cool good looks and ice in her veins, sexy as hell in her uniform. He could imagine her strapped down to the table, spitting at him. She would be in that uniform at first and then. Unka mere father k sath divorced ho gya tha jab mein about 10 saal ka tha, pitaji ne or shadi kar lai thi or unke alag rehte the, par mere mom unke sath abhi bhi attached the vo unse bhut pyar karti thi or akele mein roti thi unhe yad karke. Par pitaji kabhi bhi ghar nahi aye, isiki vaja se mere mom dipression mein chale gye the or thoda tense rehne ki vaja se medicines lete the. Ab mein apne mom k bare mein batata hun vo bhut sundar hai or unki age about 40 hai, wo clasical dancer thi, tabhi. “Wow, I don’t know. It looked almost perfect to me. You’ve got a slight tendency to break your wrists as you make contact and that might tend to f0rce a slice at times.”LIAR! Telling her that is criminal. Never seen such a god damned more textbook swing. Why the hell did I say that? Cause I WANT her, that’s why!Voice like sweet sugar syrup, she looked up at me and said, “My name is Angela. What’s yours? Can you maybe help me with that?”Fuck me. FUCK HER! No, calm down. “Sure, no problem. My.