Really? She was asking me if I wanted her to make a cup for herself? Ok, I decided to go along with it and instructed her to do so but to mind my tea ...and ensure that it came out properly.I'm not sure if it was because she did it intentionally, or if it was because she was just as nervous and was unsure as I was, but she made a royal mess of my tea. Instead of two sugars she had only used one. Additionally, she used too much creamer. So much that my tea was pale and too cool for my liking. I. .Detective Dianna Shepherd sighed. Another weekend of going over the details of a series of missing persons cases with no real leads when she should have been resting, or finding some hot woman to fuck! She was so frustrated, on both sides.She looked at the photo of Marsha Patterson. Early forties, not bad to look at, lived alone with her poodle. Had she been lesbian too? If they had met in a bar, would they have--?She shook her head. Next weekend she was definitely going to go out and have. Then I removed her palllu and start kissing on her neck, then her cleavage, and then her navel. She was making very slow moan. I was very horny that time. Continuously kissing and licking. then again she pull me up and start kissing again. I told that can I open your blouse. She said ye bhi koi puchne ki bat hai and I start opening her blouse and removed that. I was pinching her nipples above from bra. They become very tight and pointed. I told her I am very hungry. She told that what are you. She put a hand on each of my thighs, then began to bounce up and down on me. I reached around her body, squeezing and rubbing her boobs. She leaned slightly forward increasing her pace. My dick was creamy white from how wet she was. I stopped playing with her chest, putting both hands on her hips, pulling her down onto my dick. I loved to look at, a nice ass bouncing on my dick. "You like the view?" she said, looking over her shoulder. "Fuck yeah," I said, fucking up into her as she rode me. I.