She slid down and then grinded awhile. She gyrated slowly on him and then slid all the way up to the tip of his cock head then very slowly slid back a...l the way down. "OOOOOOOHHHHH that feels so good doesn't it?" Yes. It feels amazing." She pulled up slowly again as they both watched the action. "Oh look at that!" Pussy juice ran down his shaft as her pussy gushed again. At the tip she teased him slightly going back down then raising back up. "You like that?" Hell yea!" She slid back down. Her. ” The old man said as he sat up to take the doll from the detective’s hand. Clutching the porcelain figure to his chest, the old man spoke to it as if it were a real child and he told her in a voice that trembled with deeply felt emotion, “Mama has gone to heaven.” Then with tears running down his face he added, “but don’t worry baby, you still have your Papa to take care of you.”That last display of emotion was too much for the old man’s heart and the detective could clearly see the pained. On breaks and coming to and from work, she ran…in a nicely abbreviated outfit. Everyone on campus knew of that blond headed sleek runner. At the same time, the wife was already an experienced swinger. She really enjoyed sex.So, when she began running past a newly opened massage parlor, down on the levy, near the Wabash river, she got curious. That curiosity grew with every run past the business, am or pm.After mentioning the new business to me, my response was that she should drop in and. I prefer Liz, because Elizabeth just sounds too strict. But anyways, let's get back to what I wanted to tell you. I'm a college student, twenty years of age, and I will tell you about my crazy life. I'm a lesbian, but only technically, I guess. Maybe I'm bisexual, since I'm not turned off by guys, but I have always fancied girls more. There's just something special about a beautiful, confident woman that a guy simply doesn't offer. Let me continue describing my appearance.I'm not one of those.