How come you never fuck me in that way Mrs.Carter asked her husband. Mr.Carter said maybe if you wash your pussy every day I would Mr. Carter said. Ca...ling the sheriff from his cell phone, keeping his voice low, Mr. Carter told the sheriff just what the hell he was seeing out in the woods on this early morning. Mrs.Carter now feels wet from seeing the strange creatures fucking the way they were Mr. Carter now on the phone with the sheriff you better get the hell down here now. At that point,. Then he kissed me once again and we heard some sound."What the hell was that?" John asked."I don't know, maybe someone dropped something," I replied.Then we didn't hear anything else for about a minute, so we dismissed it."I guess it's nothing. Have you thought of any names you want for our boy or girl?" John asked."Well, I know this is cliché, but if it's a boy, I wanna name him John Jr. if you don't mind," I replied."No, I like that. You are right though, it is a little cliché, but I do. No one else was around. She met his gaze, and everything seemed to fall out of focus. The music softened and the corners of Lena's vision dulled. A rush of heat went from the top of the head straight to the apex of her thighs, and she let out a soft groan. She squeezed her legs together and felt a firm throb pass through her lower belly. She closed her eyes and shook her head, turning back to her drink. "The hell is wrong with me?" Lena mumbled to herself. She had never felt like this before.. I've never been visited by the police in the middle of the night. Whatever the news was on the other side of the door, it couldn't be good. My heart stopped thinking that something must have happened to either Samantha or Jane."BOTH OF THEM!" My mind flashed ... if it was only one, the other would have called!My fear put me in such a state of shock that It barely registered in my mind that the officer on the other side of the door was a woman. She was big enough to be a medium built man ....