With one deep plunge she stopped to allow himto catch his breath and adjust himself for her. She was crouchedbehind her plaything. She eased his body ...ack onto her kneelinglap. She smiled as he rocked his ass back on her legs and thenstopped, still. With her arm around his shoulders, Madam, could feel his breathing and a quivering of both the slightestpain and an anticipation of how she would use him. This time, Madam traced circles, with the tip of her cane, around his nipples and down to his. The room it let into was the sheriff’s office, so only anyone who had the keys to go in could access it.What Daved had found in here after the old goat had died was ... scarifying. There had been all sorts of illegal weapons, narcotics, torture devices, the works. He’d also found the bodies of several people who’d gone missing there. Most of them had been women, but there were a few men, who were former councilors that opposed the old sheriff’s brutal tactics and policies.Daved had tried to. Her touching form earlier, combined with the excitement of eating Kamarrah out, drove Amelia to the edge. She attempted to reach down and grab her partner by the head, but she threw her head back and cried out. Two fingers spread her lower lips and pumped in and out of her needy pussy. Lips grazed her little button.“Oh, Gods, you’re good at this,” Amelia huffed as the queen continued her probing and kissing. “I thought you had a husband.”A smack sounded, and Kamarrah pulled back an inch from. My right hand rubbed and squeezed every part of her ass that I could. Still listening to my wife in the bathroom, I placed by hand between her legs and let my middle finger part her ass cheeks a little bit. I pushed by hand down deeper until I felt the lips of her pussy on either side of my finger. Her legs parted slightly and with only seconds to play I started fingering her. With my hand down the back of her pants, I fingered her as much as I could until I thought we had to stop. I stared.