But then, when she got up and pulled off her dress, she stood looking at me dressed only in a black basque and stockings. And all I saw was Amy again... Carol’s long dark hair and big brown eyes just like her Mother’s and her curves in all the right places.”“Fuck, this is so wrong!” I heard the Priest say to himself and I had to agree.Paul’s cock was rock hard and now released from his trousers was in his hand, the hot shaft throbbing and oozing pre-cum from the head. He read on.“I took her. I kept stroking till my hand felt more than just cotton, but some solid human tissue while my ear was overpoured with a hissing sound.She wasn't the only one fighting a loss of breathcontrol."Maybe we should go to the bar,"she whispered.There were some seats vacant at the corner.A mixed bunch of patrons, hunched over their phones or drinks, an atmos[here you find in any hotelbar at 3 PM in San FranciscoI ordered two sake that come in those cute flasks. The ultimate hangover cure, if she wasn't. ...Tits..." uttered the other officer."Yes... but they blackmailed me into signing it!" I cried, I saw theofficers look at one another puzzled over all of this. "Arrest them!" icried"Them? So the other ladies have blackmailed you?" Well no but they should have known this was all against my will! no onein their right mind would have this done to himself!" But it is my opinion, you are not in your right mind." That was DoctorVelba's voice. "I would say your need of attention and deep desire. One of her hands reached down over her breasts to the smooth wetness between her legs. She started fingering herself as I watched. I took that as an invitation.I was soon behind her, rubbing her back and reaching down around the firm curve of her beautiful ass, sliding my fingertips into her dripping pussy. She let out a muffled moan and hiked her ass up to meet my hand. Getting the hint, I stood to remove my own pants, then, as I pulled my shirt up, felt wet heat as she pulled my cock into her.