Each thrust was greeted with a groan and a****listic screams. She taunted me, cajoling me into increasing my pace. My heart was beating faster and fas...er like I was running a sprint. I took hold of her legs and placed them on each of my shoulders and continued to punish her pussy. Her moans deepened and she started speaking gibberish. "Nnggghhyaaa, yaaa, I loooove you, yes Paul, fuucck meee!" The mention of the name Paul almost interrupted the perfect tempo I had built up. But I breezed through. “Whom did you call?”“Austin,” she said. “I wanted to find out whether or not Lawson had obtained a warrant for your arrest.”Something about her tone suggested she wasn’t being honest with me. I wanted to call her on it, but before I said anything she continued. “I also got a call from my Captain at the Dallas Sheriff’s Office. He wants to see me tonight.”I nodded, not sure what to say, and stepped back. She left without another word. Someone’s phone rang then. Emma pulled hers out. “Dammit,”. Sasha was sleeping, at least for now, and I put her down in a corner of the room. Ty and I stood looking down at Helen and appreciating the view. Her tits were huge and stuck up like mountain peaks and she had a bald pussy. I could see her eyes watching us, trying to figure out why we weren't taking advantage to what she was so willing to give us.Ty said, "You first today."I ran a finger along her slit and then I worked it into her. She was tight, way too tight. I got up and got some KY and. I waited awhile then looked his way, and gave him a naughty wink. His face was blank, his eyes were glazed, and I was soaking wet. Then out of the blue I bent a leg, and placed my foot on the seat of the chair. I sighedout loud and nestled in place, then that thigh began to sway. He's like his Father in many ways, they both have a thing for legs. I recall the days when I pardoned a touch, he was quick to grab a feel. I watched my Son for many years, he was quick to spot some sexy legs. That.