Scared, embarrassed and yes, even still horny. A good assfuck has always led to me wanting more hard cock buried inside.I shivered as the cop ran the ...old smooth edge of his nightstick up my left thigh. "Please don't hurt me, I'll do whatever you want." " I know you will. Keep that ass in the air - I'm enjoyin the view." I could hear him work the zip of his pants, and wondered what was in store. His fingers stroked the skin around my gaping asshole, and slid down to pinch a pussy lip, then he. She closed her eyes and moaned quietly. It wasn’t as though she really had a choice. The mud had to be washed off. Ducking beneath the string that ran from one end of the bath to the other, serving as a makeshift clothesline, she stepped in and sat down. Then shrieked. There was a sharp rap at the door. ‘You okay in there?’ She gasped, shrieked and gasped some more. ‘I’m–I’m f-f-fine!’ she called with chattering teeth. ‘You sure?’ Matt sounded puzzled. ‘Spider in the bath or something? Want me. He had gone to Coppin State and then earned a Master’s from Stanford. He now taught social sciences at a large community college in Illinois, just outside of Chicago,Sachar had once been married. Her name was Donna. She had birthed him two sons and one daughter. Donna had figured out that Sachar needed something else. She left with no qualms. She actually still lived next door to him in a tiny house on their property. She wanted him to be happy. Their k**s did not get it. But, that was not. My mind marvelled with anticipation of delicious things. Eve, though delicious, was not included in my mind's menu.Once on our way, Eve became chatty."I had to sneak these jeans in without Aubrey seeing them. He would have a fit if he saw me wearing them." Why? You look damned good in them." Thank you, John." There was pleasure in her voice. "Aubrey thinks that Jeans are down-market, and therefore no wife of his should wear them." I made no reply to that, and it seemed that Eve didn't expect.