We paused and looked each other in the eyes, and then she grabbed my hand and said “Let’s go upstairs.” I followed obediently, watchin... her ass sway as she nearly ran into the house and up the stairs to her room. Once there, she pushed me firmly onto her bed so I was lying on my back. She stood over me and stripped out her bikini slowly while humping my leg and running her hands all over my fit body. When she was done teasing me, she tore my shorts off, and my cock jumped to. This is the sub-inspector in charge, Mr. Suresh Krishna.” said the constable walking up to her nervously.She stared at him with a blank expression on her face for quite some time. “Hel.. Hello sir. It’s nice to meet you”, she stammered nervously.“Hello, Anjali. This is not what I expected you to look like”, said the big man. He meant that in a positive way because he liked what he saw.Anjali was dressed like the Malayalam actresses from the films of the 70’s and the 80’s. Her jet black hair. I don’t know what Ellen was thinking as we fucked with an enthusiasm we hadn’t shared for some time, but you know I was mentally grabbing stills from the most incredible porno I’d ever seen, and wondering if Dan would still be gone next weekend. A pervert’s hope.It was Tuesday when an audacious thought popped into my head. My dark subconscious had been busy with the question of what the video was good for, and the solution it proposed, as you’ve probably guessed, was blackmail. I didn’t need. With Claire's legs spread and me standing over her I was able to look down. She still wore the pantyhose and the spot where her pussy touched the couch I watch a wet spot form. The more she sucked my cock, the more she moaned. The more she moaned, the more I pinched and pulled on her nipples. The wet spot between her legs was getting larger and my cock was getting harder. Without thinking about what I was doing. I was now slowly thrusting my hips back and forth, trying to time the motion of her.