The addition of some powder, lotionsand lip gloss finished our morning toilette.In the bedroom I was given some pink ruffled panties which feltsurpris...ingly real good on my smooth skin I tried to put that fact outof my mind as I knew this feeling was somehow wrong. Then Missy helpedme into my daytime corset. Missy seemed delighted when he told me " wewill have to tighten the laces tomorrow, you are doing real well."Next came a short satin dress in pink (of course) with white trim againlike. I was having a beer and a sandwich and shooting the breeze with McGinty, a couple of uniforms on lunch break, Ginny the waitress and Hal who runs the gun shop across the street.Then the boys got a 10-31 and rolled their eyes. Cops hate domestics. You can't win on one of those and half the time you wind up booking everybody when they all turn on you. Cops have died answering domestics. This one was about ten blocks from where we were sitting. They took off with lights and siren and I wished 'em. Honey-smeared, so they’re literally sweet cheeks ... Bon appetit! By the way, speaking of ass, do you like mine, bro?” Cheyenne asked Jake as she began bouncing up and down on his exposed cock.“Oh, God, yes! Big sis ... you’re awesome ... both sisters are awesome!” Jake cleverly forestalled any jealousy from Kyra, his other sister, who started making out with both of them.“You know what’s awesome? Jesus Christ, who forgave me my adultery and led Brock, Reba, and me into Christian polygamy, as. His lack of peevishness surprised them but time would reveal his reasoning. With a squeeze round his waist, his pillion held him tightly. The swarthy mechanic had done a great job on the bike. For some extra money, he’d obtained some pre-loved bike leathers and a crash helmet for his passenger. Jamie recalled the fire in her eyes when he enquired where she would be going. Slotting the bike around a slower moving car, he recollected the happy glimmer in her eyes when she said she was waiting for.