” Jim scrolled down to see Trisha topless with a flesh-colored dildo hanging between her squeezed together tits. Nipples hard! And she had her tongu... out reaching down to touch the tip of the fake penis. He opened the second one. “Try not to think of this when you sit next to that frigid bitch.” below a picture of Trisha’s pussy dripping wet with the tip of the fake cock pressing against her wet opening. “As wet as she is, it must really be turning her on, taking pictures knowing I’m going to. A girl could get used to that.”“I could get used to that.” I kissed her quickly and asked if she was ready for lunch.We walked to my car and I helped her in. She was obviously deep in thought and I let her camp out there for a bit. I climbed in and she was looking out the window, away from me. The moods of women will never cease to amaze me.“What’s on your mind,” I asked before I started the engine.“I don’t think I want to be honest today.”“No? Any particular reason?”She looked at me and. Kathryn was the perfect officer and the worst pain in the ass he had ever known. She would not tolerate sloppy work by those beneath her. She worked so hard to toe the line herself she made everyone else nervous. When you add to her other problems her difficulty dealing with the more amorous of the male gender she was a colossal pain. Most men were intimidated by her size and physical presence, but males wearing a uniform often saw only a challenge. Her consistent rejection of every male. .. I keep thinking about touching... kissing... having sex with you too... like the pictures."Linda felt Kathy's hands explore over her round little tummy, dropping low until she almost touched her pubic region through the thin sun dress. Lightly rubbing back and forth, caressing... Then her hands slid higher until they nudged Linda's full breasts gently. Linda moaned loudly and Kathy cupped her breasts, one in each hand. As Kathy squeezed and caressed her tits, Linda moaned and sighed as she.