The texts then progressed to serious sexual flirting, bordering on cyber foreplay. Sometimes her husband would catch her playing with her clitoris rea...ding one of his texts or emails and on one occasion he found her forcing a vibrator inside her pussy while she stared at a photograph of his cock, which from the photograph appeared to a most impressive weapon. The sexual bantering had progressed to where they were now waiting for the address for his wife to go and visit her soon to be lover and. Dori was sucking on my clit like it was a nipple. Her fingers buried deep inside me. I could feel every pounding thrust of Richard cock making her head jolt forward. I could not hold back any longer. I pushed her face into my vagina, holding her head in place as the first wave of my orgasm overtook me. I felt a splash against my breast, which I later realized was the ejaculate of one of the men, masturbating above me. Suddenly, I felt the first spasm crash through me. I bucked my hips wildly. ”“Why do you say that, about Morgana I mean.”“I remember her moans. I was moaning just like that when you were riding me. That’s what you were doing, isn’t it?”He answered, “Close,” as he caressed her bottom.“What do you mean, ‘Close,’ what were you doing with her?”Rob gave first one then the other of her plump cheeks a squeeze, “Figure it out Princess.”As he traced a single finger along her crack he saw the realization and fear flash in her eyes.“Daddy, you were in her bootie, weren’t. That’s why I wanted the restraining orders,” Sonny answered gesturing to the stack of papers on the counter. “A car full of them fellows drove by when I returned to the campus.”“You wouldn’t happen to have a relative who is stirring up the pot, would you?” the desk sergeant asked suspiciously.Talking to a policeman in the middle of a police station was the perfect alibi. A suspicious man might wonder if it was entirely coincidental, and the desk sergeant was a suspicious man by nature. Years.