" Was the crime scene disturbed in any way?" I asked."No, it was not!" he replied."Please tell the court what led you to suspect Mr. Donkey as Ms,Hame...in's killer?" I asked him."We found his fingerprints on a wine goblet in the apartment andimmediately brought him in for questioning. Because his fingerprintswere found at the crime scene and he denied even being there. I arrestedDonkey while we were questioning him." No more questions, Lieutenant!" I said, and as it was nearing lunchtime, the. My cock was trying to burst from my jeans so I sat on the seat and released my cock from its prison. At this point I also noticed that there were a lot of people in the parking lot leaving for the day. I mentioned this to Tammy but she didn't care. She simply took off her shirt and said "Fuck me".She laid down on the seat, but I said, "No, mount me." and so she did. As I mentioned she was small and it was an easy fit. Her little boobs were perfect for her body and bounced up and down each time. Bonnie had to admit, that when it came to sexual power plays, the mother was hopelessly out-matched. She and Debbie had always had a love/hate relationship based on power struggles that became sexual when Debbie became sexually powerful. At sixteen, she was now awesome, knew what her strength was, and knew how to use her strength.This whole scene was staged to be the final showdown in a long war with no winners, with the little adversary losing all the battles and seemingly growing stronger. She wriggled her butt pushing my thumb further in. “MMM that feels good!” she whispered and pushed a little harder. “Put your long hard cock in my ass darling. I want to feel you fill me up there.” I took my thumb away leaving my fingers still inside her pussy. Her hand guided my hard cock to her quivering ass and helped it enter her. She groaned and let out a muffled scream as I spread her ass around my cock, but they soon turned to moans of pleasure as I slid in and out. She pushed against.