Shilpa had slipped on to the bed on her back and tried to get away from my tongue.It was of no use since I had held her thighs as if in a vise in my g...rip. Even as she struggled, my long tongue was actually fucking her pussy now. After my tongue deeply entered her, I started to lick the length of her inner lips, then twirl around her small hard clit.Her body shivered and began cooperating, by lifting her hips to meet my fucking tongue. I sensed that Shilpa’s entire body was getting hot and. He put it down and stared atthe thong. It would be his first pair of panties. He knew this day wouldcome. But why a thong?? He winced, but put them on, feeling like he wasthrowing away even more of his manhood. It felt so wrong, yet the fabricwas really nice. Really tight on him. Thongs like this weren't made formen. Not wanting to see himself like this, he stepped into the babydollthen realized he had no idea how to put it on. That must have been whyHolly was staying around to help him. He. Sitting at my desk at work, my phone dinged. When I looked at the text, it was him. “I know I’m probably the last person you want to hear from. I told you that my request was to be with Lisa one time, and that I would leave you alone after that. But now I’ve changed my mind. Honestly, the sex was so good, and I want to have her alone again.”I could see he was typing another text, but I quickly replied, “Absolutely not! You said it was a one-time thing, and you even brought all the pics and. I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. Why had I donethat? Why had I killed those people? What was wrong with me?No! Not me! Steve! Those were his memories, not mine.I stood up and made my way to the paddy wagon. I didn't realize that atsome point, the other cop cars escorting the wagon had been turned intomud. That poor cop that I - that Steve - had turned into mud and thrownat me was probably the one driving the wagon. I opened the door of thewagon and found that it was completely empty. Big.