I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd alwa...s driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place. I'm in the union. You should call the administrative number. This is nine one one." I DID CALL THE ADMINISTRATIVE NUMBER!" yelled Mitch. "AND I GOT YOU IDIOTS TWICE! I DIALED 516-555-7000!" Hold please," said the woman.He stewed for five minutes, until a man came on the phone."Detective... ?" said the man."Officer Mitch Connel," said Mitch, his voice tight. "Pembroke, Connecticut Police Department, badge number twenty-six." It seems as though someone threw the wrong switch," said the man. "The. To get. My load. Of cum. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh now!The tip of my cock was inside Megan while the rest of the slimy shaft was gripped in Estelle's fingers. She could feel my balls draw up as they released the sperm to mix with the milky semen. She could feel my cock as it convulsed in its primal task of delivering my seed into Megan's womb. She knew right then beyond a shadow of a doubt that her husband was committing the ultimate act of infidelity. There it was in her hands, his prick pulsing with. She gave Tracey a knowing little smile and said, “Enjoy the rest of your evening.” Smiling at them both she turned and walked away.Jacob looked at the girl and thought he must be imagining things as he imagined she shook her ass a little more, not for him but for his Mother! He was about to ask what that was all about when he felt her lift his hand up place the palm of his hand directly up her solid pelvic bone! Her skin was covered with coarse hair, but his fingers also quickly encountered.