"Know what I'd do now? I'd call Pete Davis and see what's going on from his end."Pete Davis was a cop. A pretty cool one, who would at least listen to...me before doing anything dumb... I dug out my cell phone and dialed Pete's number.Damian went inside to get a couple of tall glasses of iced tea. He didn't drink alcohol, but he always had plenty of tea... Mike answered the phone. "Sergeant Davis." Hey Pete. How's it hanging?" "Call me back at my cell number in about 5 minutes," he said in a. He doesn’t take it slow and gentle hoping not to make her cry out like he did inside. This time he doesn’t hold anything back, pushing his cock deep inside her with one strong thrust. “Ayye Papi!” Kristina cries out as her pussy is stuffed with his meat. He thrusts into her fucking her mercilessly, teaching her a lesson like he said he would. His cock gives no quarter as it fills every inch of her making her cry out only to beg for more. “That’s right, you’re my little Latina slut aren’t you?”. Over the next several minutes, I remained fixed in my position. I must have virtually cleaned her pussy out with my tongue. I don't think there was any corner of her pussy I hadn't fully explored. Pulling away, Amy looked down at me with a face that screamed 'Why are you stopping?'I smiled at her before my index finger gently prodded inside. Her lips parted with more ease now, due to the lubrication of not only her own sweet honey but my saliva. I heard Amy groan, "Oooh!" as my finger broke. It was then inoticed that it was 2 guys. From the little I saw, it seemed theyboth had on heavy eye makeup. I tried not to stare but before Ilooked away the boy who was against the rock, looked back at me,smiled and blew me a kiss. I hurried away embarrassed for staring,but also so excited, that I felt an instant hard on. Good thing mysuit jacket covered it. Needless to say the rest of the walk across the park had my headspinning. I just kept thinking how much I wanted to be with them. Iwanted.