I'm Jim Lee and I usually team up with Bobbie. Her name is Roberta but she prefers to be called Bobbie by her co-workers. She is one nice looking woma..., but when it comes to work, she's all business.We were at the office when a call came in. Two people were shot to death in a motel room. The suspect was found at the scene with gun in hand. Bobbie and I headed over to the motel. This looked like one of the easier cases. It's not every day the suspect is standing there holding the murder weapon. I then withdrew from her so just the head of my cock was inside her. Then I rapidly slid the whole cock back into her small granny ass. I continued this rhyme tic deep fucking as she squirmed underneath me. She continued to make a loud moan every time I withdrew from her and thrust back into her rectum. I continued to fuck her for about five minutes until I could tell she was ready for me to cum. Dawn yelled, “God, don’t stop, fill me up honey, put that thing in me deep”. I kept entering and. ”“Empathy,” he said slower, emphasizing the th sound.”“Empathy.”“That’s it.”“What is empathy?”“It means you feel what someone else feels. Or try to. Like if someone is hurt, and you’ve been hurt in a similar way, you can empathize with the person.”“Like you have a booboo and he’s had one too.”“Yes. You know it hurts because you felt it before. Even though everyone feels pain differently. But what if it’s another kind of hurt. Like something bad happens. Something that upsets you.”“Like someone. Days went by and I kept imagining her sexy body in my arms, how good she looked in lingerie and doing all of the things we had chatted about.The day of the meet eventually came along, and we agreed to meet in the hotel bar at twelve midday, have a glass of wine each and see where things led. She pushed the fact that she wanted to book the room herself, and we agreed that I would settle up with the hotel when i got there.Arriving early I paid for the room and took the key off the very.