" Super. Then while that big cock was ramming up in your asshole, I'd slip it out and slide it into my mouth, tasting your ass all around that big har...d dick, then I'd jam it back up your tight little hole and eat some more of your tasty juices." You've got my number, all right, Sis. I could cum right now, but I think I hear someone. Shit, I'm going to keep on. This feels too good to stop. Whoever it is can just come in and fuck me while we phone fuck each other."As she said this, Mark pushed. Translators Note This translation was undertaken as part of a thesis on archaic languages. The archaic period selected is the 21th century, as measured using pre-modern reckoning. The particular dialect chosen is the American version of English, as spoken and written during the period approximately 50 standard years either side of that millennium. Modern names and terms have been, where possible, translated into their archaic equivalents. Names and terms without equivalents have been assigned. Stephen had never imagined that he’d be taken into custody by them. Why would he? After all he hadn’t done anything wrong, had he?This question didn’t carry any weight with the officers in the patrol car. “Why the fuck would we care? We’re just asked to bring you in?”“But what for?”“How would we know? We’re just asked to pick you up. Maybe someone wants a chat? Maybe someone wanted to save you walking home but decided you could go via the station?”“These handcuffs are painful.”“Oh, sorry, Sir,”. Good afternoon Mrs. Richards. Good to see you. How can I help you today? "You should know why I'm here" she said. "I went over this with John. I don't expect to have to repeat myself". Yes Ma'am. Sorry. He did tell me that you were coming for a bikini groom. "Well then. Get started. I have other things to do after I'm done here. I have to impress a new young man this evening, and you will have to make sure he's impressed when he takes my panties off." That bitch. The things I had to put up with.