I called Dad on my cell phone and told him what happened. He said he'd meet us in Mr. Robinson's office. He arrived shortly, and had a fingerprint exp...rt with him. The expert dusted the card right there, and rushed it back to the office. Within ten minutes, he called me with the identity of the culprits whose prints were on the card-they were the two guys involved in the hand-to-hand drug transactions. I found out what class they were in and, luckily, both were in the same class.I told Angie to. There was a lust now in his eyes. I threw the cover there which was meant for something special for the lone ranger. I bought all the fruits one by one showing him my firm boobs and areola of both nipples.Now it was the turn of my ass. I asked Harp where to keep the fruits. He asked me to keep them in the back seat. I opened it but as planned there were a lot of things to sort there to make room for fruits. I went in the back while the seller was picking up fruits.I folded my tee underneath my. So I finally took what I wanted. And ruined it all.When Sheila finally came to, she had refused to look me in the eyes and couldn't seem to get me out of her apartment fast enough. Claiming she was tired and that her ankle hurt was her excuse for asking me to leave.I poured myself my 3rd brandy in the past hour. I would have a hell of a hangover in the morning if I kept this up, but I was finding it hard to care.When I turned around, Sheila was standing in the doorway. Her hair was damp and her. She’s the one fucking me. My legs start opening and closing on their own. I can feel my juices running freely down the crack of my arse and know that I’m going to have to sleep on the other side of the bed tonight. I’m going to come. I keep frigging my clitoris hard and fast, rubbing back and forth right on top of my exposed nub as I shove the banana in and out. I can hear myself moaning and feel my body lifting off the bed, searching for even more stimulation. It works – the banana is dragged.