‘May I go now, officer?’ she said. ‘Yes,’ Rod told her. ‘And drive safely.’ Mrs. Whitman smiled at him warmly. ‘I will, officer,’ she ...said. Rod watched Mrs. Whitman gracefully climb out of his cruiser, then walk to her car and get in. She smiled at him, waved, then started the engine and drove off. Rod took a deep breath and let it out. ‘Wow!’ he said. Then he called dispatch on his radio, told them he’d finished with the crash investigation and was returning to patrol. Later that day, Rod was. I liked when he stood up and his big thick cock stuck straight up in the air. I would rub it and kiss and lick the tip and watch daddy shiver. I loved to show daddy my pussy and when I would hear him come to my room I would be on top of the covers with my legs spread wide and I would take my fingers and spread my pussy lips so he could see my pink pussy and he would immediately began to lick and finger me. Then he would stand and show me how I make his cock stand straight out. I loved looking. ” She gestured next to her.“I’m Julie, twenty-nine, Alice’s sister and the fourth of Dave’s wives. I work as an analyst, gofer, and personal assistant to Owen Bennett for both his personal business and for the Bennett Foundation. It’s a 24-7 job and some of the best parts are the after-hours stuff.” She laughed.“Hi. I’m Dev, Wendy’s husband. I’m thirty-six and run my own contracting business, mostly building upscale spec homes.”“I’m Mike Holiday, forty, and a photographer extraordinaire. I own. .ahhh virgin''''i know , i know ill go slow, you take my finger real good ''''ahhhh my god Mike, you make me feel crazy''more lube added , opening up my love hole with his fingermoaning ass up on the backseat my friend fingering me open ''dude we gonna miss the movie''''you are right , here let me help this in''i felt his finger removed and replace by something the tip in and pushed in me , poping up like it found its place''here , plugged up like a good girl before the movie''feeling full and.