The ankle I leave loose temporarily. I do the same with the right hand side, running my hands over well-toned shoulders and shapely, freckled buttocks... as they come into view. Her skin is beautifully smooth and I can’t resist running my hands all the way down her legs, over the curves of muscle in hamstrings and calves and back up. As my hands pass her knees her lower legs jerk up, catching me hard enough on the shoulder that I grunt in surprise and a little pain. But the I smile as I realise. Except for her panties. She assumed that one of the men would keep those. In the past, she had often left her panties at her partner’s place.Her skirt was a black, spandex-type, mini skirt. It would easily slide down her body, but despite that she felt the knife slit it down one side and it fell at her feet. She was now standing against the back of the bench in just her neon yellow thong. It, too, was old, but didn’t look it. She didn’t have many opportunities to wear it since it showed through. . he's..." and her voice fell off suddenly as she looked past her cousins at the stranger. Stared. "He's a cop!"A lean, grizzled, and unshaven man in a plain black jacket leaned against the bar next to the candy-haired stranger, speaking intently and taking the cigarette that was offered. Black Jacket glanced up at the three of them and glared, craggy enough that they all looked away quickly."Do you think he could be?" Jen leaned close, eyes widening."Wouldn't it be sharp if he's setting up a. His fingers pulled and pinched the nipple he was not sucking. She moaned loving the abuse as he ravaged her cunt and then slapped the one tit hard. As he slapped the tit she arched her back thrusting the tit to him to smack over and over. As he grabbed a nipple and twisted on it he felt her cunt pulse. He smiled knowing she was getting just what she loved, a brutal hard fuck. He felt his cock jerk as he pumped her cunt full of his cream. As he filled her he bit hard on the left tit leaving his.