“I actually was working. Eason Davenport, of Nightwood Acquisitions, has come across some particularly interesting pieces he thought we may want for...the new collection. Some fantastic ancient Phoenician and Minoan scrollwork and a few miniature frescos.” Kahlia and her brothers dabbled in many different businesses and stock ventures but their passion was art and artifact collection. Mainly, they collected anything that might lead them to others of their kind who’d made it to Earth all those. He quickly jumped off the console and straddled her, his thighs either side of hers, his weight pressing down on her, holding her in place as her hands beat against his back as she struggled to break free.Michele could hardly breathe with the heavy policeman on top of her pushing her back into the seat as he slobbered at her mouth and pawed at her thighs. She tried to scream but his mouth covered hers and all she could produce was a muffled gargle. She was panicking now, beating the policemans. I told her that I had fucked my lady friend that morning and that was the taste. “I thought it tasted familiar”, she giggled in between bobs of her head. She had great technique and was very good. I told her that since I had fucked it may take a while for me too cum. She stood up and “Good, I haven’t been fucked by a big white cock in years” Down went her jean shorts and off came that tight top exposing a very tight little body. I reached down to her pussy and felt the dampness on her short. Abbie turned on the water, and in my dazed state I walked straight in, getting rudely awoken by a jet of freezing cold water. Abbie laughed as I jumped back, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the floor as she stepped out of her skirt. I love Abbie, and would never think a single bad thing about her, but I can’t help but be somewhat jealous of her chest. I’m not flat or anything, but I’m a rather simple B-cup, whereas Abbie has the most tremendous C’s I’ve ever seen. It’s only a one cup.