Pete lay on the floor, intoxicated by both the pleasurable feelings and the taboo of being fucked by his best friend as the two locked eyes. Carter co...tinued his assault, pounding in and out as he smiled at Pete. Not to be left out, Sara mounted Pete's face to allow him to continue eating her out. She was eye to eye with Carter, and the two shared a passionate kiss as they both received unspeakable pleasure from their friend. Sara looked into Carter's eyes and noticed that he was getting. I love it that the stranger's cum is still up inside me. I go into my meeting to take notes & Mr. Wiseman is sitting there trying to peek up my skirt. I have to keep my panties on to keep that guys cum from running down my thighs. “Mr. Wiseman, what are you staring at?” I demand. He nervously clears his throat & his face turns red from embarrassment. “Once again you're trying to see what's under my skirt, you're such a pervert. Drop your pants & bend over the desk” He shuffles around the desk &. You've always wondered, how does she always get the criminals to confess? She surely doesn't beat the truth out of them, but how can a little girl that small always find out the truth? That was what you were going to try to find out for yourself.You had called Nancy and made an appointment to meet with her today and get briefed on her latest case at the River Heights Library. You were running a little behind, but managed to make it there right at 3:30.Walking inside, you see Nancy sitting at a. Somewhere along the way I had taken a wrong turn and gotten myself lost, although I was too stubborn to admit it at the time. You see, I'm one of those millions of men who are convinced they have a working compass in their heads. I continued to wander aimlessly, making a turn here and there, trying to find by bearings through a maze of back country roads that criss-crossed each other every mile or so. It wasn't long before I found myself driving down a lonely strip of crumbling blacktop.