As the washcloths glided over their lovely bodies, passion began building once more in the two women. Each of them paid special attention to the areas...they knew were especially sensitive on the other and soon both of them were completely covered with lather and suffused with passion. Their rigid nipples poked jutted the lather foam covering heaving breasts. Doreen’s legs were shaking so hard she was afraid she might not be able to remain standing. She leaned against her friend’s slippery body. "Yea I would, I can't afford to have this get out to the tabloids. I'd do anything, and I mean anything" she said, a smile coming across her face. I got out of the car and opened the door, helping her out as she stood next to the car. "Well, if you really mean that, then I guess I can take these off" I said as I took the cuffs off of her. She rubbed her wrists and wiped her face off, smiling at me "You won't regret this officer, I promise you that" she said. "Alright Miss Lohan" she interrupted. ?Name, please.? The woman behind the counter asked in a monotone voice, implying she was bored, and yet Jenny could tell she was examining all the girls before her. ?Jenny Miller.? Jenny answered, looking at the woman as she typed in her name at the computer. ?Let me see. Ah, here it is. Yes, we have you down as a track girl. Ok, we have you scheduled for basic math, basic grammar, political and military history, computer programming 1, and stable maintenance and design. . ” Then he touched his cockhead to my lips and my mouth flew open and my head moved forward taking my son’s manhood into my mouth. He put one hand behind my head and gently started fucking my mouth. He went deeper and deeper till he touched the top of my throat and I gagged. His prick was now like a long steel rod and my lips were stretched to fit around it. “I like older women because they are so much more experienced and know just the right way to do things. That feels great, Mary.”Then.