”“Thanks. I couldn’t handle them right now.”Officer Rickert sat there for a minute as he watched the emotions on John’s face. He then asked,... “Did you think about what we were discussing earlier?”“I haven’t had much time to do any thinking, but I’ believe you’re right. Who ever it was, shot at me almost the entire time. He didn’t even shoot in your direction when you went out and got that woman. He only shot someone else when I wasn’t available,” answered John. He thought about the advice. It took her about a year but each person may be different. With your permission, I will discuss your case with her and have her contact you to go over it. As a woman with this condition she can do a better job of that than I can.”Hanna agreed and the next day Molly called to arrange a meeting. “Do you have a husband or boyfriend?” Molly inquired. Hanna said the latter. “Bring him,” Molly requested.As they sat at a table on Molly’s back porch, enjoying a glass of wine, Molly told her story.. I could feel the wet warmness of her. She smelt nice, and I knew that she had washed, and taken special care of her toilet, and appearance before she had come to my bedroomShe turned round to face me, not for a second letting go of my cock. Her lips touched mine softly, and I let my hand wander down her warm belly, and my fingers found her warm wet vagina lips. I gently probed her pussy lips. She pulled my hand away, and placed my cock between her legs, so that it mashed up against her pussy. Finding spots you haven’t landed on yet; repeating smacks where your fingers are outlined in my skin. All the colors of wax falling away to make room for hot, burning red flesh.; even some purple spots are raising to the surface. I come down from my orgasm, but you still pump inside me, slipping in a third finger. “Daddy….” I snivel. My face red with use, tears dripping into my sweat covered hairline, a bit of snot and spit on my face. The dark blue candle wax collar on my neck is striking.