She recovered quickly and said, a little too loudly, "Well, Batman, what a surprise!" The "cop" was slower on the uptake so his hand lingered a bit to...o long. Cindy tried to unobtrusively knock his hand away while turning toward the guy to make introductions. She must've already told him that her husband was dressed as Batman because his expressions went through a range of emotions in microseconds: shock, embarrassment, fear, recovery, etc. It would've been funny if it had been someone else. I automatically lift my head back and lick all round the tip, holding his balls in my hands, gently squeezing them. Paul carries on stroking, holding his dick over my tongue so I can flick it and run my lips over it, when Sue takes John’s hand away from my pussy and bends forward, putting her head in-between my legs. I can feel her tongue exploring every inch of my pussy, all round my lips and clit and I can taste the saltiness of Paul’s precum. It drives me wild, making me thrust. I took her hand and told Sam we were heading back to the hotel. I was not surprised when he said he would walk back with us. We took the four-block walk to the hotel in the warm Chicago night. Q’s gait was a little unsteady. She claimed she had a little of the “whirllies”, her term for being light headed after drinking. I steadied her by gripping her right hand while Sam walked on her left. At each of the spotlights Sam put his big hand on her soft, round ass. She acknowledged. . I understand you're asking this in love... I don't know..." Leon shook himself. "Besides, there's still a good chance we'll get back now, even if we're still here after 1 PM... Courage Amy... Please? I'll promise you and Mayoni one thing. You'll never be brothel bitches while I'm alive." Dear sister," said Mayoni. "I join Leon in this promise. You will never be a brothel bitch while I'm alive."Amy nodded her head in thanks and closed her eyes.12:23 PM EDT, at the Junction of Routes 32 and 72.