Her open pants clearly exposed her panties, but her lap was beyond the reach of the intruding high beams and she hoped that the policeman would not no...tice. She inhaled deeply when she heard the crunch of gravel signaling his approach. “Good evening, Ma’am,” the policeman’s voice was less intimidating now that it was unamplified. Felicia turned to face him and was blinded by an intense white light. After a few seconds the light moved away from her face and she saw the torso of the cop in the. Being a married couple with no schedule, it would have been the perfect moment to simply fall asleep in each other’s arms after some nice lovemaking. ‘Martha?’ ‘Hum!’ ‘Was Thomas Nelson a lover of yours?’ I sensed her tensed. ‘Why do you ask that?’ ‘At the funeral, I was watching you. You were the only person I recognized there. And I believe Tom wasn’t only a client of your firm. You had tears that you kept hidden from your boss.’ She didn’t answer at first. After a while: ‘Yes, he was a. This time I was so hard on her holding her hips and fucking her, she started moaning with pleasure and started saying bad words,“Chodho mujhe saale, randi bana do mujhe terel undka, Aaaaaahhhhh aaaahhhhh aaaahhhhh aaaahhhhhh mmmmmmmm aaaahhhhh ooohhhhhh, chodhoo aur chodhoo aaaahhhh aaahhhh aahhhhhh.”I kept fucking her really hard, and she came twice in between, but the bitch could take more, and she kept on shouting and begging me to fuck her more.I kept fucking her more and more. Surabhi was. Mind if I make a phone call?" Sure," said Misty with a shrug and a hint of mirth as she headed on towards the main area while Miranda reached for the phone, "My sisters have to pay the bill, not me."Behind her she heard Miranda's short laugh before the vid-phone announced that it had obtained a connection and the woman turned the volume down. "I'll be up stairs!" called Misty over her shoulder, half noting that Miranda waved an affirmative as her sisters came down the stairs.As they often were,.