He wasn’t rich, but lived comfortable. But he was also very controlling. He tracked her moves, always making her call when she left work and when s...he arrived to work. She had no friends to speak of. He was making her life miserable.After a few minutes we pulled up to a beautiful house. “This is where Jack and I live.” She announced. As we pulled in the driveway, she asked me to duck down. “Why?” I asked. “Because the neighbors watch, and they tell Jack when I leave and when I come back” She. Maybe he should recommend it to the department shrink next time he talked to her. It was much better than the notebooks that they wanted him to keep, the mind exercises, the deep breathing exercises. So much simpler than the exercises in denial that he was so good at. He was on call. Well, being one of just three detectives in the department, he was almost always on call. He hated the beeper that he carried around with him, slept with, showered with, ate with. But it was part of the job. When. He also picked samples of each for her to taste before starting her own picking. Soon, they were deep into the orchard and talking about other kinds of fruit, picking season, life on an orchard, and many less than important things. Before she knew it, it was getting dark. (She guessed that she had been in the trees for at least 3 hours, talking, laughing, and picking the occasional apple just to munch on.) He insisted on inviting her for dinner (which his kind and cheery mother cooked) and she. My pussy has started itching in it and it was becoming wet and wet. He was pumping my round ass and also moving his fingers on my ass creek which made me more hot. He knows it very well that how to make me hot, horny, wet and sexy within a short time and once again he was doing the same. We were in deep kiss and he took my tongue in to his mouth and started to suck/lick it like an ice cream. I was moving my fingers in to his hairs back on his head and he was continuing with his sexy movements.