“What’s your name?” Ethan asked.“Casey,” she replied. “But my friends call me Thumper.”Ethan was definitely interested. “Who are your ...riends?”“Boys, mostly. The ones I like to make out with.”“You’re Casey Turner, aren’t you?” Ethan said, his eyes lighting up as her face finally registered in his memory. He was slightly shocked, to say the least. Skinny, little Casey Turner had grown up, and she was a gorgeous young woman.“Of course, silly. You should know me.”“I didn’t even recognize you.” He. He looked at us in the rear view mirror. "The FBI is now closed. I'll drop you off in the morning but you'll have to spend the night in our jail." He then addressed Sarah, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that he gets the lumpy cot.EpilogueIt was 1991 when a naval reserve aircraft off the Atlantic coast had a massive reading on the magnetic anomaly detector. The aircraft was just running some operational tests on the equipment. At first this anomaly was attributed to equipment malfunction. When it. My monster is already throbbing out his weight of 7″ long and become hard as iron bar and it was 11PM.I had full night with me now to seduce her and I slowly reached her and started gently kissing on her cheeks and ears unconsciously she started responding w/o knowing what is happening. I planted a deep kiss in to her mouth and she locked it while I started slowing moving her salwar up wards to have glimpse of her boobs for first time in full.God it was as soft a sponge and covered my full hand. Faster and faster, our rhythm progresses. We are totally lost in each other, our lust uncontrollable. Once again you feel your body tightening up. Your dirty words driving me on as you explode with another orgasm. Your tight pussy clenching on my cock hard. I have to focus and concentrate hard to keep from cumming. I flip you around and lay you down doggie style. I place my hands on your shoulders and arch your back as I start to drive my cock back inside you. My balls slapping your ass as I.