My back arches giving myself over to his touch… moving my hands over his strong arms and then across his back… moaning softly into his mouth, one ...and slips between our skin, reaching down to enclose his firm cock in my hand… can you feel the ache in my touch? I whisper into his ear, I’m so hungry… he nibbles my ear, grinding his cock into my hand, whispering… ‘How hungry? My load is strong and I will fill your hunger.’ I answer by rubbing my thumb over the very wet head of his cock, looking. She wanted to race out of the Homicide bureau, pulling him into some place private, but the pretense held her back. They nonchalantly walked through the hallway and into an interrogation room. He made sure of privacy, no listening devices or potential voyeurs through the one way glass. She shucked off her pants and panties while he checked.When he reentered the cold room with a bare table and hard chairs, her pink pussy gaped in front of him. She had lain back on the table and spread herself. “Are you a complete Top or versatile?” I wondered.“Versatile, trust me. Very versatile. I wager that Demy’s a bottom with guys, though. I suspect that your father is mostly a Top, with maybe some curiosity about bottoming now and then. Same with your uncle here, I think. I bet that Demy’s asshole gets a lot of use, especially since I’ve been pounding it,” Kevin declared.He licked his lips with obvious lust for the menfolk.“Truth or Dare?” I asked Fanny now.She now snickered that she got chosen. “I can’t believe you would ask me that Reggie!” she scoffed.“Come on girl. You’re already jerking me off, so you might as well suck my dick.” She remained silent working her hands up and down the shaft of Reggie’s dick as their eyes locked.“It’s bad enough we’ve gone this far! I don’t want to get caught sucking you off,” my wife replied putting me somewhat at ease.“Come on girl. Besides if you use your mouth it’ll make me cum faster anyway,” Reggie persisted.“Who says I want you to cum so.