But no, it was Matt, the last person I wanted to see right now… well, almost. He was grinning foolishly. “Why are you walking like that, Christie?...” “Fuck off,” I yelled, wrenching my wrist free with a kind of strength that I didn’t know I had. I kept waddling to the exit and I heard him burst into drunken laughter. Hot tears were running down my face when I ran outside to the cold air. There was not one soul outside. I hurried along the sidewalk, away from the loud music of the club, when I. She had my heart pounding in my chest. It thundered with my every hard plunge into her flesh.My crotch smacked into her rump. I pounded into her hard and fast. I buried my dick into her juicy pussy with powerful thrusts. She groaned, clenching around me. Her juicy pussy clung to my shaft. She massaged me, bringing my futa-cock closer and closer to erupting in her.I slammed into her and she hissed out in delight. Her pussy clenched down around me, increasing the friction. I groaned, my fingers. It was a clear indication for me and I was trilled. This time I was relaxed as she was co-operating and was getting the pleasure from getting touched by a total stranger and that too when her hubby is very nearby. I was now pressing those boobs very hard and can hear slight moans coming out of her. She had closed her eyes and it seems she had submitted her body to me. I got bolder and started slipping my hands in between her legs. To my surprise she stretched it more to help me finding the. “Officer, I cannot find it, I don’t have it”, Nisha said.“Then ma’am, you will have to pay for it”, officer said.Nisha: I don’t have that much money.Officer: Then, ma’am we will have to call the police.Nisha: Please don’t call the police. I will find it, I must have kept it somewhere.She started finding it.Officer: Ma’am, give me your bag, I will find it.So Nisha gave her the bag but the officer couldn’t find anything.Officer: It is not in the bag. We will have to check your body.Nisha: No, you.