"Um, Kim, about last night..." I started."I pumped out some milk before I left the house so Gary could give Emily her afternoon feeding while I was ou...," Kim interrupted. "But wouldn't you know it, I'm starting to leak anyway." She began unbuttoning her blouse. "Do you think you could help me out with that, Lyle?" Kim," I said in what I hoped was a firm voice, "we have to stop. We can't do this."She looked at me, all doe-eyed innocence. "Can't do what, Lyle?" Then her blouse was off and she was. It was my wives younger sister, Jenny, and her message said I had left my blazer and she would drop it off since she had to pass my house on her way home. I scurried to get dressed just in time to hear her pull up. She was alone, her husband and two daughters had taken a separate car and she had wanted to see how I was doing anyway. She said I looked flush when I left and wanted to make sure I was well. We chatted a little and for the first time I felt a real attraction and sexual tension. ”“My dad was a policeman. Good one too, by all accounts. He was a Sergeant in the Met and he was my hero. He would take me to the station sometimes and I loved being there with him. Then, one night, there was a knock on the door, and my mother opened it to find the station Superintendent standing there with a WPC. My mother told me later that she knew straight away what had happened by the look on their faces. He had been walking the beat with a young recruit, and they tried to break up a fight. Pratima pushed Ayesha on the bed and climbed on top of her. She started sucking the nipples eating like ice cream. Sucking and then licking with the tip of her tongue. The room is filled with loud breaths and moans of Pratima and Ayesha’s pleasure.Ayesha and Pratima grabbed each other’s hair and hugged sitting posture. Pratima’s thigh was on top of Ayesha’s thigh and held in a hug. They kissed each other wildly by forcibly pulling their hair.Pratima positioned her pussy over Ayesha’s pussy..