We still don’t know what’s going on and we have to be careful.’ ‘Of course. Tony said the same thing. I won’t mention this to anyone,’ she...promised. ‘I have another question. Why did you come to the precinct station to ask about your husband and not give them any details?’ ‘I don’t understand.’ Polikoff produced the picture taken by the security camera. ‘Isn’t this you?’ Nina examined it carefully. ‘Yes, it does look like me. But, I was never in a New York City police station. I know I called. Hopefully nudes to come! Her sister Eira, the one in my profile pic, I can only imagine told her about my fat 8" cock and was probably salivating at the thought of having it.My favorite memories of Cecilia were back when Eira used to invite me to their cookouts in the summer. I was in heavy pursuit of her back then and I knew she would be drinking a lot and Cecilia too. Not to mention they wore close to nothing.One time Cecilia was passed out on the couch in the living room from drinking too. She pushes her index finger into my mouth and wiggles it. That's when it dawns on me. She's fingering my mouth!?! I thought she meant she wanted ... I thought she wanted what I wanted. Well if she's not going to give me that, then I'll give her the closest thing I can with my mouth. I curl my tongue around her finger, wrapping it tightly."Oooh!" she exclaims. "Good girl. Very good girl!" she praises me.I suck greedily at her finger.She slips a second finger in my mouth, rotating her. " Hear that, Em?" Donna said teasingly to Emily, as she ran her hands lightly down Emily's slender sides. She gave Emily a firm slap on her toned, supple ass, making her shriek with shameless pleasure. "We're supposed to play with each other. Think we can manage?" Life's rough," Emily said, nodding solemnly for a moment before leaning her head in towards Donna and crushing her mouth against her best friend's, their tongues hungrily dancing with each other as they kissed each other hard.The two.