“I'm going to cum!” she howled as her husband vanished into the kitchen.“Cum on my dick!” I groaned, slamming into her. “Make me cum in your...pussy.”“God, yes!” she moaned.Mr. Travers returned with a bottle of beer. I slammed into his wife, and she bucked. Her tits heaved. Her pussy went wild around my cock. It was this amazing pleasure. Her twat rippled and writhed around me. Her flesh convulsed with such passion. It was amazing.I groaned, my back arching. The pleasure sucked at me. Her husband. ....you pull on her thigh and she parts her legs.........getting wider apart as you pull up her skirt to reveal black stockings over sheer crotch tan tights. The material of her tights sheer and revealing her neatly trimmed pussy hair underneath them....no panties....perfect. My cock is stirring and I see a damp patch has already developed on Debbies tights...I think she is enjoying this too.........I suggest we order a bottle of champagne and retire to my room.......you smile at each other and. We enterd his house and walked through to the living area he threw his bag on the floor and jumped on the sofa lying down and shutting his eyes tight I just stood in the door way watching him trying to figure out what it was that was making him so quiet he looked up at me and sat up "you can sit down if you want I don't bite Joe" this made me smile for two reason one he was being his usual self and two he called me Joe not Joseph.**Later that night I was getting changed in liams room getting. “We are pretty sure we even found the gun she used in her panty drawer,” he offered.Gun? Deena?I knew then Deena could NOT have killed her Mom.Yes, I could understand how a physical altercation could turn out wrong, but Deena using a gun? Not NO, but HELL NO!First, let me begin by explaining I am NEVER unarmed. Whether I was on duty as a deputy or not, I was packing.In fact, that is how I met the Sheriff and became a reserve deputy sheriff.After my discharge and after moving back home, the.