Looking around at the amount of furniture that was surrounding her, she wondered just how many people were watching her about to get fucked by a candl.... The two candles at her entrances began to push in, and Kristen gasped.They were thick, VERY thick, and pushing into both her holes at once. Her ass seemed to stretch unbearably, having gotten used to being left alone recently. Wiggling, Kristen gasped and moaned as the candlestick began working its candles in and out of her holes, moving them. "6-9, 6-9," he says quietly. "6-9" or "69" has always been a secret code between the two officers for when one of them needs to check out an extremely hot female they might see on the street. Miranda steps out of the car, her four-inch black heels and beautiful long legs unknowingly being modeled for the officers as she steps down from the Lexus' high seat. As she comes into view, both men get a good look at her short one-piece black dress with the barely-there spaghetti straps holding it up.. He’d been using the office term.“Sorry. Professional jargon. Perpetrator, the guy who did it. Anyway, do you eat Chinese?” If Claire could take her to lunch, so could he. She was thinking, not rejecting it, but not accepting it yet. He doubted that she would have accepted faster if he’d said Italian. “I gave you the short answer. There is a longer one, and you deserve it.”“Well...” Another long pause. “Thank you.” So he got them to the restaurant. She was out of the car before he came around,. Tara draped the blanket over herself and set her book aside. She closed her eyes and imagined she was the main character with her legs spread. Only the person between them in her mind was Andi.Tara reached into her pants and dipped a finger inside her pussy to get it wet. Then, she rubbed her clit in soft circles. In her imagination, it was Andi touching her. She was getting so hot, so fast that she needed to ease off. She envisioned Andi teasing her, edging her until she couldn’t stand it.