Again it was so quick that I didn’t notice what she was wearing from her waist down. However, I certainly did notice her blouse. It was a T-shirt of... sorts, it was green stripped, and it had three snaps from her bust line up to her V-neck.Being a dirty old man, I wiped the drool from my chin, and aimed my digital camera at her. Then I said something about not being able to see enough of her cleavage. Betty smiled at me and then she just reached up, grabbed a hold of both sides of her neckline,. As I came back home, my beloved Victor called me, asking if everything was going fine at home. I said I was fine and Brandt was taking care of me.Of course, my dear hubby did not understand what I wanted to mean…That night I lay naked on my bed as I glanced my reflection in the mirror wall. I spread my thighs to see my plump pussy still red as I eased my fingers to it. I slowly spread my labia as my swollen lips parted; then my long fingers began slowly to caress on my sore little pussy as I. Then I pulled it out and did it again. I started to fuck her like a jackhammer, all the time staring into those big blue fuck-me eyes."Is this how you like it, you little slut?" Yes, oh yes, fuck me harder. Deeper."Harder – yes. But deeper – I only had six inches and I was using the lot already.Time to let her do the work.Wrapping my arms around her, I rolled on my back, flipping her on top. She sat up straight, straddling me, taking my cock to the hilt."Play with my tits," she cooed, her hair. If I got caught I would be charged with trespassing, prowling, peeping, and violating Carrie's restraining order. My marriage and my career would be toast. I just had to get away.When the light beam finally moved away, I started moving down hill again. I must have been halfway down the hill when I stopped and dared to lift my head to look up toward the house. Both patrol cars were now in the driveway. I could see that one of the officers was talking to someone at the front door of the house and.