Although I had spent as much time off duty as I could with Annalise it was not really living with her as I only stayed overnight with her when on leav....Pippa and I soon discovered that we shared similar tastes, in music, books, and humour, and of course, most importantly, sex. Those six weeks were probably the happiest period I had ever spent, as we got to know each other, and found we liked what we found.However even in paradise there were problems. The main and major problems were the times. ” “Thank you,” Carole replied. “Did he see you like this?” Chris asked. “Yes, I was like this,” she answered, “ and he was naked! His little dick was swinging between his legs, it was a horrible experience.” “I hope he never saw these pussy hairs showing out from the top of your thong!” Chris said. “No, he never,” she replied, “as soon as I heard the door open I moved my hands to cover my thong and bra, he never saw much.” “Good,” replied Chris, “I know how much you hate him seeing you. He fucks me passionately, and as he moves, his hands go from my breasts to my ass and then around my back to fuck me harder and deeper.My hands grab his ass and I pull him towards me. He groans loudly as I run a hand down the middle of his butt cheeks. His asshole puckers and he moans deeply. Taking a cue from him, I run my hands along his ass, stopping at his asshole to play with the rim. I put a finger in my mouth and then return it to his ass. I stroke the rim of his ass and then slowly. I then unzipped my jean, inserted my finger, dipped it in my juices, and drank it. It was very tasty.I continued the pleasure of power cut fucking. I felt another pair of hands squeezing my left boob over my apron. Then that hand pulled out my left boob from the apron and began squeezing my nipple over my shirt. My pussy got even wetter.My nipples were standing erect, and I bit my lower lip hard to control my moaning. This person then took a knife from the cabinet, slit a hole in my shirt, and.