" I suggested."Why would I need a story?" he asked."One to keep me from calling the police," I suggested."Seems to me you are short on evidence of a c...ime. You did take your bike back after all." he said smiling one of those smart ass, catch me if you can jail house smiles."Okay, then we have nothing to discuss. I will be happy to call the cop de jour anytime. You might want to rethink the 'you are short on evidence' thing though. Since I have a video of the incident at your warehouse..."The. The vibe I keep in my bag is small, just a little bullet vibe, maybe 4 or 5 inches long. With the vibe still not on I rubbed it just on the outside of my pussy lips. It was cold, but I liked that feeling. Hard and cold. Mmmmmm. I reached and barely turned it on with my left hand, while holding it with my right. After it was on, my left hand returned to feeling my soft skin and taking turns from one nipple to pinching and pulling. At first, I just rubbed the vibe on the outside, barely grazing. After we got up I said sorry but she slapped me and left to class. I thought she was correct and went to class there is no one in class I went near her and hold her hands and said sorry. She then said sorry for slap I said mistake is mine why you say sorry. She then kissed me on my lips and then said “I love you”. I said me too.We have hugged each other and kissed once again then she said come to home no one at home today so I went to her home at evening.After I entered the home the lights have. It sounded eager. The tip fell downward, like a homing missile; it found its waiting target. Guiding inward, the fleshy thighs parted, reflecting in its contours. His cock twitched into life as his Aunts towel fell around her feet. Trying to stifle the noise of his breathing, he stood mesmerised at the sight before him.Beads of water trickled from her slim round shoulders and tracked their way around the swollen curves of her full breasts. Tracing and weaving over the light arch of her belly,.