Taking advantage of the fact he just found one of my weak points, he repeated the action, but this time drawing circles over the sensitive skin with h...s tongue. I moaned out, seeing somewhat of a smirk form on his lips– those fucking amazing, annoying as hell lips. He picked my left leg up and wrapped it around his waist and I followed wrapping my right. “Can I have you?” he murmured into my skin. My breath hitched in my throat when I felt him grind his hips into mine, leaving my answer. Officer Barrett skull fucked Brent banging his head against the van wall. Officer Sanchez heard the noise and knew what was going on. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his member and jerked off on the ride home. When the van reached the prison gate, Officer Cowen greeted Officer Sanchez and noticed his stiff meat. Officer Cowen commented that there must be a bitch waiting in the back to finish off the job, Officer Sanchez agreed. They pulled the van inside the gate and Officer Barrett released. She was book-brainy but not street-savvy. She was also totally unaware of how arrogant and snobbish she appeared to others.So full of herself was Ashley, that she did not heed her parents' advice when they warned her against frat toga parties and cautioned her against the wicked ways of some college girls who tend to dominate campus sororities. In fact, Ashley did attend a toga party the first week on campus.She was somewhat surprised at the invitation from the most notorious sorority on. That meant taking it out to the back yard in my wet, bare feet. By the time I was coming back in, I was leaving muddy footprints with every step. At least I was using the mudroom for its intended purpose. ‘Val, I need a towel to wipe my feet.’ ‘I can’t bring you one without leaving more wet footprints across the living room carpet.’ ‘Wait a minute till I can get outside the bathroom window and you can hand one out to me.’ Ever walk barefoot across your back yard? For the first twenty feet, the.