“I wonder if he’ll show up this year,” Cynthia mused while picking up her coffee cup, having seen the coffee maker finish.Tasha didn’t need an... more clarification than that. There was only one person she could possibly be talking about. They hadn’t even managed to overhear his name, and he’d been kicked out after only a couple of hours for lewd displays, but he had made a lasting impression on them both. A handsome face with a square jaw, the muscular body of a football player, and one of the. From a nearby bush, a large patch of white drew his eye. He got closer, feeling an unpleasant sensation in the pit of his stomach.When he pushed the branches to the side, he almost jumped. There was someone there, with his face down, unmoving, dressed in a white jumpsuit.“Oh, no,” he exclaimed, and the form on the ground moved.He knelt next to the man, touching him.“Can you hear me?” he squeezed the man’s shoulder a little.“Oh, fuck,” came the muffled words. “Leave me alone, I’m just. .” Kim committed and gave her mother a loving hug, her own breasts pressing against her mother’s back. Both girls came at the same time, whimpering as bliss filed their mind. Kim could hear faint splashes as Ann squirted on the bed behind them.After an eternity of spasms, mother and daughter succumbed to fatigue and fell onto the bed below in a loving embrace. “That was amazing, I wish that cock was real,” Ann whispered as the last remnants of a monster orgasm left her. Kim didn’t answer, she. Thesex was great. Hard, wild, angry sex. Not at all like the soft gentleintimate sex she'd previously known.And of course they understood each other. Both being police detectives.They knew what it was like in a way no other could.So it was perhaps mere gentle reminiscing that she thought of David. Itwould be nice though at some point, to tell him it was over. That thething that had driven him from her was gone now. But she didn't even knowwhere in the world to find him. She could ask MSF of.