" 132," Joyce answered."132. 10-43. 1541 Dixon Road. Signal 7. Black 2003 Grand Am. No tag available. Proceed Code 1." (Stolen vehicle. Perpetrator no...t on scene. Proceed to call obeying all traffic laws.)Joyce looked at her dashboard clock. 2:12 A.M. Pulling to the side of the road, she typed the address into the GPS that Caitlin had given her for Christmas. As she backed out on the display to show the entire route, she thought, Oh, I remember where Dixon is, now. There are only a few houses on. I finally brought my eyes up to meet hers. The entire expression on her face was something that I was unaccustomed to. Her eyes, her mouth, her cheeks all revealed the arousal and excitement that she must have felt about the prospect of walking in front of the cam nude. At the same time, I think she was rather embarrassed that she was about to intentionally expose herself so fully. She closed her eyes. I knew that she was working to regain her composure. A few moments later, her eyes opened and. I need you," he said huskily to her and he stood up and unzipped his fly and pulled out his stiff cock. She looked at it, thinking it looked quite pink and very big.He pulled his pants off and unbuttoned his shirt and threw them off. He lay down very close to her and kissed her mouth gently probing her with his tongue. She could taste her own scent on his tongue. His eyes were open as he kissed her. He looked at her closed eyes and her long eyelashes and her rosy cheeks. He could smell the rose. I want her bad. She seems so open. In every way, sexually, emotionally. She likes being dirty and accepts that aspect of her personality. She is looking for some rough physical contact and strong enough to stand it.I pull her shorts down, she doesn't wear any underwear. I lay her on the floor and raise her legs and hips, making her feet rest on each side of her head. She is looking at me from between her thighs. With her Doc Marten's-like shoes at each side of her head, the pose might have.