" I said holding my finger to my lips, "Everyone's asleep." Mr. Jensen gave me a thumbs up and went straight upstairs to his room. Mrs. Jensen walked ...n my direction with a smile on her face."Ahh, that's so adorable." She whispered. "Here, I'll carry him upstairs." Oh no don't worry, I got it. I'll be right back." I whispered to her. I carried Cade up to his room and tucked him in then I walked back down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen to see Mrs. Jensen bending over to put something into. You cry out as I slam my hips against yours, pulling myself nearly all the way out of you before driving it back in as deliberately as I can, one knee up on the table, your legs hooked over my shoulder, the rain beating against your flesh, my breathing heavy and rhythmic, yours short and gasping as the fire in your pussy grows and spreads to your legs and torso, you start to spasm as the orgasm takes control of you, nearly sliding you off the wet table, only staying on due to my hand on your. She looked down and saw that she wasn’t looking at her waist but as she made large steps there was a clear view of her glistening stretched pussy lips and knew they would be dripping with her sex juice. Tina was mortified, though, that she had made her arousal so obvious and covered her pussy lips with one hand whilst rubbing her stinging bottom with the other.Cindy thought it was wondrous that Tina was so turned on by being spanked as she was still so turned on herself by having spanked her.. Interrogate Jake using the skills acquired during his years in the military. Not the Geneva convention ones, the covert Special Ops ones. But what if Jake was no more than a racist? That type of interrogation was reserved for really bad people. And what would he do with Jake when done?In Lincoln Steele’s life, there were no black and white answers.Steele switched off the interior light before opening the pickup truck door. Jake’s house was outside of town, surrounded by tall trees. Neighbors.