Alexis laughs and nods, "ok, you're both free to cum". That was all she needed. She throws her self back up looking Chris in the eyes, "cum in me you ...irty old man". She grins as she gyrated her hips. Chris' ball can't take much more. Just as he lets out a deep grunt Jennifer screams. Chris feels her muscle ripple as she shakes. His balls tense and with a thrust of his hips he starts cumming. Alexis and Staci watch as the two bodies in the chair shudder. Chris is pulled back to awareness as his. She knew the company expected the supervisors to maintain a “No Fraternization Policy” with her workers, so she kept everyone at arm's length, even though it made her seem like she was stuck up. Jim was working away in his cubicle, reading other people’s e-mails that he personally thought were none of his business when one with a very racy picture popped up. This was an e-mail to his buddy Mark in accounting from his girlfriend Trisha also in accounting. It was a shot up her skirt. Quatre jeunes policières très compétentes et très sexy.C'était inespéré. En un an, elles ont réussis a avoir le meilleur taux d'emprisonnement et d'arrestation du pays (ben oui, de la région, c'était trop simple).Mais malheureusement, elles furent gagnées par la flemmardise ambiante du commissariat et elles finirent comme les autres. Elles préfèrent baiser ou boire que d'arrêter les criminels sauf si c'est des femmes. Pourquoi ? Mais parce qu'elles sont lesbiennes et que pour elles, c'est cool. ‘HEY’ Fallston called. Olivia turned towards his shout. He squeezed the trigger and a single paintball splatted at the center of her torso, just below her pendulous breasts. She yipped and clutched at the neon yellow stain on her shirt. ‘Gotcha!’ Recovering from her surprise, Olivia stood stoically, arms down, face neutral, as Fallston ran up to claim his reward. Olivia was shorter than the others, round in all the right places. Fallston walked around her, examining his first catch. He.