“I saw them,” I answered.I picked Ria up and set her down on the bed, unzipping her pants and pulling them down around her knees. She was already ...so wet, I could feel the slick beads of moisture dribbling down her thighs.“Did you see the way Connor was looking at you?” I teased, bringing my mouth towards her cunt. “He was dying for you to join in.”“Oh!” Ria moaned, seizing in ecstasy as my tongue pressed against the damp fabric of her panties. “You really think so?”“Come on, you know how badly. That most probably reflected the number of call-outs that had been answered in the past in relation to the house, all of which had come to nothing.The occupants of the converted house on Shettleston Road pleaded ignorance to any gunshots and suggested it had probably been a car backfiring. Needless to say, the police were not invited inside. The two officers weren't surprised and returned to their car, driving next to the house where the call-out had originated.Both of the constables walked up. I thrust up at his fingers and tongue. The mouths on my nipples suck harder, and I come so hard, my pussy clenches on the black man's fingers working in and out of me. The feeling is so amazing, finding that temporary release. The black man takes his fingers out of my cunt, and places them on my lips, and orders to lick them clean. I do as he says. I see Rob coming back, as he watches. His hard on still there in his pants. I thank the black man for him servicing me, and he winks at me. "No. She had on blouse and camisole over her bra, her bra's always pushed her tits down so they appear smaller and she admitted to me a long time ago she was self conscience about them being stared at all the time. She had on a skirt that was very cute and casual looking. She always dressed well. I asked her if what happened between Lisa and I was something she was interested in? She really blushed and said "maybe some of it?" I said it was all about what she was comfortable with.She said she didn't.