She leant forward, hands just able to reach the upper part of the structure, knees leaning on their supports, and waited. The ribbons were pulling tig...t across her crack, burying themselves deeper in her flesh, and she was aware of stirrings inside her. It was going to be a long session, she knew. She fidgeted, pulling on her cunt. ‘I did not tell you to move! Stop it!’ the man said sharply. ‘However, as you are impatient, we will begin.’ Clipping a hoist to the shoulder straps, he lifted her. She was writhing around his thrusting fingers like an epileptic eel, hunching and grinding her sloppy cunt against him until Dennis thought she was never going to come. Then it happened... "AHHHHHHHHHHGGGHHHHHH! FUCK! I'M CUMMMMMMMINNGGGGGG! OHHH, GOD, DENNNNNY!" Even in the midst of her orgasm, Helen didn't forget her son. Her fist kept jerking on his swollen cock at a tremendous pace, almost as if she was trying to squeeze the come out of him.Dennis could feel the muscles of his mother's cunt. After doing sixty nine for fifteen minutes she became out of control and started begging me to fuck her.I asked “tumne kabhi doggy style main kiya hai”She said “mera hubby to bilkul bhi exploring nahin hain. Bus sex karte hain aur so jate hain”I said “main tumhen sex ka poora maza dilaoonga”And I made her stand on her knees. I put myforehead of my dick on her pussy hole from behind. I inserted only half a inch and started teasing her.She again begged “plz poora ander dalo na” then I slowly. Get you out in the field, so to speak. So, what do you think? It's not active patrol work, but it's the next best thing."Angie thought for a moment and then clicked her tongue. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline sir. As important as it is providing security and guidance to children away from home, that's not what I joined the Sheriff's Department for.The captain looked puzzled for a moment. No, not camp, C.A.M.P. the Campaign Against Marijuana Program. Raiding fields and processing plants.