"H-Hello?" she stammered, then recoiled and jerked the receiver away from her ear as she heard Larry Johnson's salesman- smooth voice.The towel-draped...blonde's first impulse was to slam down the phone, for the last person she wanted to deal with in her present emotional state was Verne's "friend" who had treated her with such shameful disrespect the night before. Yet, perhaps he had news about her husband... with the utmost reluctance she returned the receiver to her ear, nervously biting her. I finally slid that finger inside her and she clamped her legs shut holding me deep inside her. I wiggled my finger every direction and waited until she released my hand from her thigh's clutches. She was already leaking juice down to her ass so when I added another finger it slid in easily. I started fingering her faster but not radically enough to show the motion under the blanket. I felt the hem of her top rise up and knew Danny was going for her own tits. My dick was rock hard and neglected. I let her get out of sight, then trailed her, watching the GPS. She went directly to the strip mall and parked in front of the Happy Life Yoga Studio.As I waited for her to come out, my work phone buzzed. It was Martinez. I answered it abruptly, figuring he had some update on the case. We were expecting the DNA results from Melissa’s rape kit and the crime scene.“Yeah?” I said into the handset, staring at the entrance of the yoga studio.“Dude, you got a problem,” said Martinez, sounding. " She sat on the couch and laid into my chest. "I know, and I think it's so cute." She started to rub my chest and stomach, feeling my muscles and lightly tickling me. My rock hard cock started to rub against her leg. She felt my cock, looked at me, then my laptop. "I bet I can guess what you were doing before I came in!" she teased. She opened my laptop and saw the tight pussy being speared by the massive cock. "Sorry baby I was just bored and I-" Kelly put a finger to my lips. "Shhh. I think.