“Good boy,” she teased. “Maybe I should sit on your face again,” she added playfully. “I want to smother you.”I gulped.She grinned widely.... “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she said playfully.“I mean…yeah…” I admitted, trying to keep my breathing even.“Well, I don’t think I could actually smother you,” she commented, her expression slightly more serious. “It’s like you’re struggling for air as it is.”“I don’t know why,” I replied. “My heart is racing.”She pursed her lips, her brow furrowing. She. I putmy still slightly damp coat on as I was getting goose pimples on mybare arms. We walked over to the car and got in.In no time we were on the way to the safety and security of home.Sheila kept looking at her watch and muttering about the time. We werenearly home when we heard a siren behind us, getting nearer with everysecond. I looked behind and saw the flashing lights of a police carcome up close behind. 'Oh shit,' said Sheila as she pulled over to theside.She switched off the engine and. She was such a horny little bitch that she was down on me before I could say deep throat. Boy, was she good? She was absolutely terrific….. Fucking sex mad, to be honest. She sucked, she wanked me, and she massaged and licked my balls I had completely forgotten about my trip …. Hell, I had even forget I was married, a job and a mortgage. My face was twisted into a contorted mess as I finally shot my load down her throat as the thrill hit me. She took most of it in her mouth and swallowed it. For the next twenty minutes, Olivia carefully went through the pictures, and quietly watched the videos. The quality of the videos wasn't that great, but it seemed it had more to do with the cameraman than the camera itself. It seemed Carl was trying to be as discrete as possible which meant his efforts behind the camera were spotty at best. But there was a pretty accurate record there of all the guys the two of them had been with.It was interesting seeing the faces, so many of them she.