Almost as if only speaking to herself."Only if you want to," Denise said. Lissa looked up at her mom, realizing she'd heard what she'd just said. She ...ooked around at me, a strange expression on her face.I returned her gaze and nodded, sagely, and then, feeling momentarily brave and kinky, I leaned over and licked a bit of my own tepid semen from Lissa's neck. She squirmed and her eyes grew wide. Small giggle. "Stoppp!" Not a shriek, just a hint of urgency.Denise looked equally. The young man's tool filled one or the other of her orifices. These were hot enough to start a wildfire. A smut peddler could make a dime or two off those Conan had realized. Thusly, filed under S, there was a second set in his cabinet.Burn didn't blame the fat man for being in his current state. If the situation were reversed and it was his pictures of is wife with another man's cock buried in her every orifice he would be apoplectic too. Burn had never made it that far with a dame to be truly. One close call was enough for me.”“So you’re saying being shot at in the third world is more dangerous than being shot at as a cop?” Chuck asked.Melissa swept her full head of frosted blonde hair aside and frowned. “Not really. But as a cop sometimes you feel like you have the home field advantage.”“Only a jock would put it that way,” Darren said, smiling.“I played on a state finalist softball team in high school and went to college on an athletic scholarship,” Melissa sighed. “Does that. Look, we need a Senior Team Meeting after dinner tonight. That’s what I came to tell you.”“Senior Team Meeting? That sounds serious. So, an interesting afternoon with the McEwans, I guess?”“You could say so...”ReactorCorinne, Charlotte, Josephine, Ylena and Cynthia are gathered in Corinne’s flat. The whiskey is open and most of them are on their second glass. They are drinking doubles.“This afternoon: that was seriously creepy,” says Josephine. “What Jenny had to say and everything...”“and the.