He switched on the light as it was pretty dark inside the auto because of the covers. He smiled at me and extended his hand towards me and pressed my ...eft boob. He lifted my tee and pinched my naval.I looked at him and the old man simultaneously in awe. He smiled at me again and turned back and started the auto. The old guy kept his hand above my shoulder and then brought it down to my waist. He switched on the toy part and brought his hand inside my tees till it reached by right boob and. "The situation read like a typical domestic case, but it just seemed weird. I've been to more of these than you can count, but it just seemed weird." How so?" asked the man."Well for one thing, the woman was the one beating on the door and trying to get to the man inside. When he came to the door, he was just too calm. He gave the impression that he hadn't done anything wrong. More than that he acted as if we should have been taking the woman in," said Les."So how did you handle it?" asked the. First closed, sticking together with my juices, then peeling them open with his tongue. Sliding his tongue between them, up and down the slit, up and down my clit. Sweeping over my pink, throbbing clit, then pressing and lingering, then gone again.Down to the hole, tracing around the edge, then snaking inside. His tongue pushing deep inside my pussy. "Yes daddy yes," I moan. "Oh please daddy, harder...deeper...faster. Fuck me with your tongue. Eat out your little girl's pussy."My hips humping. Out in the streets, protesters were battling cops, Christians were attacking and killing Muslims in the streets, and right-wing psychos were bombing everything from Planned Parenthoods to gay bars. It wasn’t just in the city either, the social war waging in New York was triggering similar destabilizations across the country and even across the globe, setting the world on fire and letting it burn in its own hatred.Baltoh was sitting back on Selene’s bed, holding her lap loosely with her back to.