My cock was hard and pulsing. She stared at it for a moment."I'll teach you Cagney" I said as I slowly stroked my shaft, moving towards her.I stood in... front of her, placed her hands on my cock and began feeling her up. I squeezed her tight ass as her small soft hands lightly fondled my dick. After a few minutes of groping her body I started to order her around."Kneel down in front of me" I told her as I grabbed a pillow for her. She knelt down with her knees resting on the pillow, staring up at. Then they stared intently. Their eyes traveled down her body to where Charles pushed her panties low enough so they could see the worst bruising. Then he closed her dress, turned her around and hugged her against him.He stared menacingly at Detective North. "That's only what you can see on the outside of her body!" He looked at both men with deadly seriousness. "Now ... are you two still going to stand there and try to tell me that my wife asked that bastard for sex? And what kind of message. " Carrie was growling while she fucked her self. A massive puddle was pooled under her ass and dripping on to the floor. A text came in on her phone. She grabbed it with a wet hand, smearing the screen with pussy juice. It was a text from her daughter, asking what they were eating for dinner that night. Carrie told her pussy and tossed the cum covered phone back onto the couch next to her. Chris continued destroying the slutty, hood rat stripper. Carrie loved the way Crimson took her. Her butt cheeks were opening, and closing, clamping, and releasing constantly as I drew my lines in every direction.I got real creative now, and dropped down on her outer cheek, and drew the face of a dog; crudely of course, but definitely a dog.I switched over to the other cheek, and drew a big cat’s face, with pointy ears and even whiskers, as I kept drawing lines.On each butt cheek, just above the sexy crease of her butt and leg, I drew a straight line, then I made an arrow head pointing to.