“You don’t when some asshole was shooting at police from the window of the house,” Mike replied.“You can’t say for certain which of those ho...ses those shots were coming from. You can’t go in and search every house. I am a lawyer and I know that you need a warrant to search a house,” the President said.Mike was tempted to tell him that he must have been a pretty piss poor one if he really believed that. Instead, he asked, “Contract law?”“Yes.”“This is criminal law,” Mike said. He sat back in his. I couldn't believe it. John only manages to cum once and that never takes long enough for me. We lay down, my back to his front with his cock still inside from behind. He reached round and played with my nipples and I watched in the mirror as he squeezed them and stretched them. He started easing his cock back and forth again inside me and I knew he was ready to fuck me again. I wanted to go on top again. I loved the power of being in control. I loved being able to plunge his cock deep inside. He pulled out, sat beside her and his lips touched hers and opened his mouth and they cum kissed for about a minute. As their tongues touched the cum slid around, and they both played with it, tasting the beautiful salty warm juice. He took all the cum into his mouth, pulled back, tilted Lucy’s head back and let the cum drip into her mouth. Do that to me too babe. Lucy did, and they did that three or four times and then Lucy swallowed.“Sorry babe but I have to do this.”He stood up and grabbed. Brent introduced me to Paul. Paul was their next door neighbor. Lynda invited Paul to join us. Paul agreed and quickly stripped down. Obviously he had been here before. We finished our drinks and Lynda suggested we move the party to the bed room. The four of us got out of the tub, dried off, and made our way to the bedroom. Just as we were about to enter the bed room, the doorbell rang. Lynda suggested that Brent answer the door while she took Paul & I to the bedroom. Their bed room.