She poured out and splashed her wet mess onto the tile floor, just missing his uniform pants as he quickly moved out of the way a bit.He still held on...o his princess to keep her from falling down, but he wanted to be out of the way of her fountain–having his uniform pants stained with pussy juice might be hard to explain in the morning!When her orgasm passed, and she was laying over the desk panting and resting, he stood up and decided to get out of his uniform pants and shirt so he could. I needed her. I needed to fuck her.She tugged my dick down to her wet slit, only putting the head in, then letting me do the rest.Taking my time, I slid my thick dick into her pussy, easing down inside her until my balls pressed against her perfect skin. Her inner warmth massaged my cock nice and slow. I only had to stay still, and Amber contracted her vaginal walls around me, gripping me, releasing me, bent on the impossible task of taking me deeper inside.I pulled back out, then thrust slow. She came and sat beside me. I observed one thing. She is becoming close with me. By the way nighty is with very good quality. Small sleeves, shiny material and perfect fitting. She started using her mobile.Me: Arey wah. New mobile. Touch screen. Too good (That time touch screen was new thing)Aunty: Ayo my brother gifted me this maddu. To be frank, I just know how to call and how to take pictures. That’s itShe opened the gallary and started showing the marriage pics. She came bit near to me to. I’m done.” Jansen’s eyes narrowed to slits and the tiny muscle in his jaw clenched. He pushed back the chair and stood. The waist of his pants was wedged well below his gut, but he didn’t bother to adjust it. He suddenly loomed larger than his girth. In a tone full of menace, he said, “I’ll say when we’re done, Gafferson.” For the first time all morning, Moe understood how Jansen had become lead detective and why Murphy had played second fiddle out of the limelight. Jansen knew how and when to.