„How exciting,“ she stammered, „I will do it again“, and again my cock vanished in her mouth. After, she sucked my testicles, seperately and t...en the whole scrotum. We played with each other, she couldn’t get enough of my testicles and cock. I never before had such a perfect playmate, shy and shameless, soft und rough, I could make with her, what I wished to do.I bent over her, the body between my knees. Before me towered her magnificent breasts with the stiffened rosa nipples, and I saw her. A Marjorie Timmings. Widow. Her daughter was killed about twelve years ago. Owns a farm out past route 57. Nikki went out there to interview her.”“How long ago?” asked Linda.“Almost three hours. She should have been back by now - at least have called in.”“Okay, get the timings woman on the phone. Let me see what’s going on.”In moments Shelia handed the phone to Linda.“Mrs. Timmings?”“Yes, Sheriff Raintree, what can I do for you?”“One of my deputies, Nikki Sanchez, was scheduled to interview you. He suck harder on her nipple ring and pauses for a moment to circle around it with his tongue, flicking and rolling the soft wet tip around and around the erect flesh and cold steel. Her hands come down quickly as he sucks harder but he pushes them back off immediately, he wants her to settle down and feel helpless while he has his way with her. He pulls off his tie and wraps her wrists up tight behind her back then takes another one laying on his chair and blindfolds her while she's still. She has such nice, round tits.”I reached up and tweaked her right nipple through the fabric of her shirt. “I’m pretty happy with your tits,” I said.She squirmed slightly, then slid her hand onto the bulge forming in my boxers. “Hers are a lot bigger,” she said. “You don’t want to see them bounce?”I slide my hand along her belly and into her panties, stroking her soft pubic hair. “I’d love to see them bounce.”She toyed with my cock through my boxers, her lean fingers deftly tracing its.