I didn't like the looks of that cop and the other fellow in the suit. Their conversation back at the coffee shop worried me. I didn't want to mess wit... a cop in front of witnesses so I had signaled for Lola to go along. I had planned to follow them and try to defuse the situation a more private setting. I had expected them to head back to the cop's place. It was obvious to me that Lola wanted more from this guy than protection. So I was quite surprised when they headed over to this part of. There, I meet another girl named Sara. We hit it off and I must have really had the ‘luck of the Irish’ that year because we end up gong back to her place. There is enough lamp light for us to see everything, so that when she took my pants down, she immediately saw my tang encrusted cock and white-flecked pubic hair. Sara then said, ‘Oh my G-d, you already had sex with someone else today.’ I didn’t know what to say. I had never had this kind of experience, let alone been called out on it. So I. Carrie felt her pussy getting wet and a stirring in her pubes as Brooke continued to stroke her tits and diddle her nipples. Carrie shifted slightly and opened her legs slightly. ‘Is this exciting you Carrie? Is my touching your breasts getting you hot?’ Brooke asked in a shaky voice as her own emotions were escalating. ‘Yes a little. No one has ever been so gentle with them before,’ Carrie admitted. ‘Well many times that is the difference between a woman’s touch and a man’s. Do you touch. All of a sudden I heard a stern voice from somewhere behind me. “What are you doing there, Paul?”I looked round and saw our neighbor, Mrs. Lopez. She was my aunt’s good friend and often came over for a chat. She was 69, had a huge ass and really big sagging tits. She was chubby but pretty. She was married, her husband was a real asshole.“Come here boy, I wanna talk to your aunt.” She said firmly.It was the worst consequence possible. It was definitely something I didn’t want to endure. She was.