He steadied himself with a hand placed on the wall beside him and turned his head, recognizing her silhouette in the dim hall lighting."Uh, yeah, um, ...I guess you could say that," he stammered out. He blushed as he looked at where she leaned against the door across and down the hall from Doug's.She had her hands behind her with her palms flat on the wood, her shoulders pulled back drawing his eyes to her chest. Her head was tilted down demurely, and she was peeking sidelong at him through the. Emily moaned deeply. Her slit was moist and aching. She wanted to feel the pleasure of an orgasm one last time before she faded to oblivion. Her muscles contracting, involuntarily. Her pussy so empty. Carrie teased Emily by running her hands up and down her body. Brushing across her hairy lips, she quickly moved to another site. Always returning to the downy softness of Emily’s pussy lips, she barely rubbed them, as she licked and sucked that erect nipple. Unable to stand anymore torment,. But something was not right. There were police cars in front and back of the theatre. Greg parked his car and no sooner both of them were out of the car, two police officers approached them. ‘What is your purpose here?’ asked one of the officers. ‘We worked here. We are both actors,’ answered Greg. ‘May we see some identification please?’ Greg handed over his driving-license while Aida fished out her EAD for the officers. After checking their credentials, the police officers nod to each to. He put his hand out and pushed me away. Telling me “no baby, I have to go, if you have a pen I will give you my phone number.”I grabbed my pants, searched for a pen and something to write his number down. I was in luck and wrote down his phone number. I had to see him again. It was like he owned my mouth and my ass now and I would do anything to give it to him again, unfortunately I never saw Jerry again. I called the number, but no one there knew a Jerry! That encounter with Jerry changed my.