I was no longer used to breathing in car exhaust-free airthat is what I get for spending the past four years of your life in the biggest city in the p...rovince. Memories of my childhood came flooding back and I started to wonder what had convinced me to move to the city after all those happy years spent living in the country. Ah yes, the shattered dream of becoming a screenwriter. Then again, I am kind of happy that dream never came true because I might not be writing this now. But that is enough. I'm asking you to come with us for questioning. You're accusedof raping your neighbor, Mrs. Debra Tiessing."I was shocked. 'Debra was raped?' "She was raped? Where? Was it in thealley behind the shelter? I warned her about that, you know."Pete Murphy answered gruffly, "Yes, we know you warned her. That's whywe're here to question you. Since you know it is dangerous there, youcould easily be the perpetrator."I was about to answer him how ridiculous that was, when I saw two menwearing overcoats. For obvious reasons it made me feel good but also got me wondering about the one sending the text. I’m doing good what’s this? I texted back Shivani here and it’s my new no. I uttered the name in silence and so many memories came back rushing to my mind. It was during my h.s that I have met her and she was a year younger to me, from our collage only whenever she walked past the corridor all the guys used to ogle her full and round tits and proportionate ass, which swung seductively as she. "Suck my cock, bitch!" he shouted."Heyyy, heyy, mind your manners, cocksucker!" Emma shouted at Peter, at the same intensity, taking his cock out of his mouth. "As a penalty, I will fuck you and not suck you!" she giggled and mounted him, trapping his cock between her pussy lips and his belly.Emma started moving her hips, moving back and forth, massaging Peter's cock with her pussy lips, sliding up all the way from his balls to the tip of his cock, and back."Ahhhh," Peter moaned, as Peter was.