Laying rough kisses inhale all the way back up my ankles… my calves… my knees… my thighs. Your hand between my legs, teasing me through my panti...s, hot breath in my ear, my teeth firmly into your shoulder, my nails leaving half moons in the blades, it burns it burns my breathing ragged and hot against your skin. Your arm wrapping around my legs from behind my knees, i can’t feel the ground me throwing my arms around your neck as you’re carrying me down the hall. Your clothing in a careless. After a few minutes Hanna’s breathing got heavy and fast and I felt her muscles contract as she began gasping, “Fuck Shailu! Bitch! Cumming… At last… Good… Long… Fuck… “Her words trailed off as she climaxed. My prize, though, was Sarala. She was who I really wanted. I removed my cock from Hanna and bent down over Sarala. “I am going to make you come you sexy bitch, “I said quietly and pushed my wet cock inside her. ” Oh fuck Shailu, “she gasped, “Fuck me!” I did what I was told and began. "Don't you need to tow my car to search for evidence?" I asked the detective.He shook his head. "If the officer had seen anything he'd have bagged it. The only other reason we'd need evidence now is to find the guy that took you hostage and charge him." With a brief glance at the body, he shrugged. "I don't think that'll be necessary now."That made more sense than I expected, despite the many episodes of CSI I'd watched, and I drank more coffee while the detective ran me through the events. She then slowly did a graceful handstand and ended up in the splits, I think to let me know she was no out of shape, fat mom, but a hot, vital passionate and curvy 30-something woman who knew how to please a sex partner!She sat at the edge of the enormous King size bed, her chubby legs slightly spread, revealing a neatly-trimmed dark black bush that perfectly matched her thick head of hair. She smiled thinly and said a little shakily, “you want some?” pointing down at her pussy, seeming to.