I open my legs and raise my skirt up my thighs to a point where anyone looking might be lucky and catch a glimpse of my wet pussy.I can see that hubby...approves from a bulge straining against thin lightweight summer trousers.The thought of what we will do later makes me feel sensationalAs I glance around, I notice another guy good looking mature on his own at a table perfectly positioned to watch my exhibitionThis excites me even more and I feel it rushing through my bodyI choose not to make. While she caressed my balls, I stroked my dick to full erection. Because of her size, the end of my dick was in perfect alignment with her nose. It was a great experience, and I'm glad she was willing to share the experience.While I stroked, and she caressed my balls with one hand, I noticed her other hand was not occupied. Not being one to pass on an opportunity, I asked if she would like to get busy with the idle hand. She smiled, and I asked her to stroke herself while she continued. "I see from your statement that you claim to have been tied up for a weekby a man and a woman. Can you describe them to me?" DCI Winters asked."I can describe the woman very well. She looked and sounded exactly likeme. The man was taller and wore a balaclava and had a very deep voice."Emma replied. As long as she told the truth she knew that she would befine: British justice was, of course, the finest in the world."Do you have a twin sister?" DC Carver asked."No, I'm an only child." Emma. " I knew the date well, it marked the point where I would finally be vested in the company pension plan. After bouncing through a series of jobs that didn't last more than three years, I was lucky to find a stable company where I could finally make long term plans.She tapped her knuckles on the top of her cherrywood desk. "That's right... five years is a big milestone. And your work has generally been more than satisfactory..." I wondered what the hell she was getting at. It wasn't like her to.