Cheryl looked startled at the turn of words, blushed, and then giggled at the feeling of utter sexual freedom that Val was offering. ‘I can do it.�... ‘Let me ask him a few questions, and you listen to how I do it.’ Val led the policeman through the usual battery of sexual interview questions, as taught to her years ago in the Marin county school. She also learned that he had told his girlfriend that he was going to be up all night on a secret assignment. It was clear that failure had not occurred. Even if they were both hot as hell, the women moved differently, he thought, and their pussy lubrication didn't feel quite the same. He wondered what Mrs. Carter's husband would think, if he could see his wife impaled upon this big, driving prick, if be could watch how she was going crazy on the sliding meat.His dad would sure get a bang out of seeing it, Jerry thought, rolling his ass to make his cockhead rake all the tender spots deep within the flexing snatch, to grind his root into the. Jess, you know you want it…”Jess paused, trying to clear her mind, to think, but with the growing pressure on her breasts, she couldn’t think. Jess nodded, finally giving in. His touch and closeness was turning her on in a way she had never felt before, and her pussy was feeling…wet?! “I—I…alright.” Jess surrendered.Mr. Derrick grinned, knowing he had gotten his way, and with that, he reached down and pulled off her shirt swiftly. She gasped again at his suddenness, and Mr. Derrick couldn’t. Hurry up, Jan sent. You can gloat over your sex toy later.Jake looked over at her with an avaricious grin. She was holding his clothes in a bundle and frowning. His personality changed back. She threw them at him. He caught them and pulled his boxers on, and then his slacks.“What about Mark?” he asked.“Let him sleep. I’ll wake him in the morning,” Jan said.Jake slipped his shirt on and saw Ellen, lying in a fetal ball. He shifted to Dom Jake. The whiny slut was still wallowing in self-pity.“On.