Her tongue taste was making me crazy.I pressed her boobs against her t-shirt.Her breasts were very smooth and soft.I pinched her nipples and she bit m... lips as she was very horny.She removed my t-shirt and pushed me onto the bed.She came on top of me, removed her t-shirt as well.Now she was in her beautiful dotted bra.Her boobs were an urge to escape her bra.I put my hands on her sexy waist, her bellybutton was very sexy.She came to me kissed me on my forehead and went to my ears, she sucked. “Shall I spray your shorts or do you want to lower them first?”“I am not wearing any underwear, you’ll see my wiener,” he protests.　“I’ve seen wieners before.”Surprisingly, he undid his fly and zipper and his shorts fell to his feet. He had a thick patch of pubic hair but I saw that his cock was about four inches long, fairly thick and circumcised. It was nice and smooth and pink! His nut sack was good sized with a couple of tasty testes. 　I moved around to his back and sprayed his butt. His. His latest case file was open in front of him letting him relive every glorious moment, he was looking at the before and after pictures of his experiment. She had been beautiful, he still felt a twinge of desire when he thought of her, of the way she had responded to him. Of her defiance. Of her impudence. She had lasted a lot longer than some. He remembered the first girl, the girl who wouldn’t quit crying. She called the knife. She hadn’t lasted three days. But a task force was something new. She's 5'4", 38-28-37. Rubenesque to say the least. Red curls and green eyes. The silkiest skin I've ever fondled. I'm sure every man feels that way. At least any man she's ever met. Dianna is a fucking slut-whore. And it makes me hard just thinking about it. At 2:35 I heard the front door open. I heard Dianna's sparkling giggle. There seemed to be a bumping and stumbling commotion. I got out of bed and went down the hallway. I turned the corner into the living room and saw what I expected to.