Damn, am I crazy? My ass is going to jail but I’m thinking about fucking this cop. No wonder I got myself into this shit.He finally looked up again ...and talked to me like I was a normal human being and not some junky street bum. His eyes were a beautiful steel blue. I watched his full lips moving — they needed kissing. Oh my, where am I going? I had to keep snapping back into reality, trying to concentrate on what was going and not how I’d like to fuck this cop. I heard him speak my name twice. His hand pushes back quickly to clamp off the flow. Aiming again, pumping his hand forward, a much larger spray jets ten inches to sting long and hard on her cheek. Grunting, “Little slut,” again and again as his orgasm jets.Watching Carla's face flinch, his hips jerk in time with his stroking hand. A much larger load, propelled faster, sprays wet cum across her forehead. Yanking again, he sprays thick cum horizontally along her dark eyebrows, the trailing tail of the cum falling diagonally. We agreed on details and then Peter and I headed off to my favourite restaurant. Our conversation drifted from the new project to more personal topics. He had been divorced for about six months. He had started dating recently, but so far there was no one special. At the risk of embarrassing you, I have to ask you, Peter. How long since youve fucked someone? The last time was a few months before she divorced me. About a year. Oh my god! I complained bitterly because my husband is going to be. As she began to move up and down on his cock, his fingers went to work pinching and pulling on her nipples, occasionally sucking on them hard.She worked her muscles around his cock, feeling him getting harder with each squeeze of her muscles. Throwing back her head, Jordan began to gulp in deep breaths of air as her body started to spasm and shake as another massive orgasm ripped through her body, momentarily making her blackout.Mason slammed into her pussy burying himself as deep as he could,.