And it hadn't been Willie Quentin. And she was positive it wasn't Dell Emerson. Who? Her quest for the man with the tantalizing growth--or wart--on th... side of his penis might never be fulfilled. She could fuck all the Mormons and Catholics in Utah and still not find him! What a helluva way to try to help her husband crack a robbery--bed all the men around!Mavis stifled a giggle. What a delightful way to conduct an investigation... give all the suspects the third degree between her thighs,. “They make good points. We both knew we’d be reaching this point eventually.”“Know yourself and know your enemies, you’ll be undefeated in a hundred battles...” John murmured, his expression brightening, suddenly seeing a whole new meaning to that ancient wisdom. He gave Irillith a grateful smile. “Thank you.”Irillith took off her Paragon helmet and shook out her snowy-white tresses before giving him a tender kiss. “You’re always trying so hard to make me happy, it feels wonderful being able to. My master hasn’t taken me yet, has not enjoyed my pussy that I have only shared with one man. This is something that I have saved for my Master since I started my quest to have an affair. If my Master instructs me to fuck this stranger then that is what I will do. The young man is looking at me intently and I notice that his hand has moved to his crotch. He is rubbing his large hard cock over his pants. “Would you like to see more?” My master asks the young man. The delivery man can only. "I stepped over towards her and she grabbed the loose waistband of my shorts and pulled me towards her. She was sitting on the edge of the bed. She released her grip on my shorts and looked up at me grinning lasciviously as she fished my dick free of my underwear. "One more for the road," she giggled. And lavished a wet, lingering suck on me. Then giggled. "I need more practice puttin' this thing away when it's hard..." Thank you," I grinned as I jiggled to pull up my cargo shorts and snapped.