We can all have three shots at it.”Anna, a blond, is dressed in a short white dress and black heels, a wonderful contrast. Tanned fleshy highs to di... for. She sits on a chair with a big smile, crosses and recrosses her gorgeous legs, then slowly slides her thong off, exposing her trimmed jet black pubes.Her man Adam removed his shirt and motioned for his lady to lick and suck, then chew his nipples as he developed an obvious erection under his tight jeans as she rubbed a hand over it.Denise, a. She kept trying to arch herself so she could take the dick but I kept teasing her clit with my dick. I then spun her around so that she was bent over the table. I continued to tease her pussy, despite the her pleas of "put it in". I relented and put the head of my dick just inside her pussy. Maggie started the arch back but I held her off. I spit on her open asshole and placed the head against her shitter. "NO", she shrieked as I pushed my dick into her tight ass. We both gasped as the her. Lena peeked at her from a parting between two cushions, holding her breath as her boss surveyed the space. “Doctor Webber should still be here, why isn’t she interviewing the Krell?”“She may have set off back to the lab already,” Sousa this time, “maybe we’ll meet her back there.”Reid lingered for another moment before leaving, closing the door behind her, perhaps assuming that the sleeping Krell wanted privacy. Lena breathed a sigh of relief, then waited for another minute before climbing out. Houlihan sat back in his chair. “I don’t believe you.” “I didn’t! I swear!” Now, Monica really wasn’t looking good. Her eyes had a slightly hysterical look. Houlihan whipped open his cell phone. He went to the file containing pictures, and showed a picture of her license plate, and also other cars parked on the street. “What night was this? Where were you?” Busted. Monica knew. Somehow, he knew. “Who told you?” She raged. “Who the fuck told you? “That’s a secret, Monica. I told you, you needed.