Her casual ponytail had long since managed to contain her long curls, and she tucked one behind an ear as she faced Maura, "Hey, you've got that repor... for me?" Her mind was still running from the ongoing case, and Jane hadn't thought twice about being called down in person.A small smile spread across Maura's face, but it was restrained. She wanted to smooth Jane's curls only to see the fall back where they wanted to be. The detective's shirt was wrinkled and coming untucked, as usual late in. Amphitrite, the great ocean goddess, caught me as she rolled her hips and heaved her pelvis. I rode her wave until it smashed me down towards the bottom of the sea and sucked me back up in a surging orgasmic fury, and then crushed me severely back down. There was nothing to hold on to; (no fucking guard rails here!), as wave after wave repeatedly pummeled me until I was so soggy and listless that I sensed the end. Only Amphitrite’s grace, I thought at the time, allowed me to avoid the ultimate. I knew I might as well let her do as she wished and I would enjoy the spoils later when we both returned home.My old mate William proceeded to tell me that he stopped to say hello once he saw Anita and chatted with them for several minutes. He then told me how my wife was rubbing Jerome's tree trunk thigh and then started rubbing that black cock through his jeans right in front of him. William then started rambling how Jerome's cock was so obvious and so massive laying alongside of his jeans as. Their conversation between the two died as they approached the base of the temple, and followed the line up the steps, entering through the massive gold doors. Inside the doors was the large elliptical common room, about the size of a football field. The room had a glass ceiling and green carpeting. Twelve hallways branched from the room. A priestess, by the doors, was acting as receptionist.The priestess, a trim woman in her fifties, was wearing the traditional plain green dress. She entered.