It didn’t take long for the same thing to happen to Coach as had happened to me. But when his cum gushed out it spurted all over my chest, my arm an...d my hand. I didn’t withdraw my hand this time though, being intrigued with the gooey cream that coated my flesh. Coach reached down and scooped up a little of his cum on his finger and put it in his mouth, licking and sucking on his finger as though it were a lollipop. Then he got some more cum off my tummy and held it up to my face. I felt eager. Wiggling slightly. He knows how the anticipation of his entering me makes my pussy drool. Id lay money he is smiling as he watches his finger dance at my pussy hole, as my juices thicken and slip from my tunnel. Suddenly I feel my hips jerked down and his tongue pressing between my folds. A cock stifled moan is heard. His cock jerks and twitches in my eager mouth as my pussy tries to hold his pleasuring tongue deep inside. With no urging myhips begin to grind at his face, as my lips and tongue. The Detective Sergeant could not confirm that distance. When I presented the defence case I called the neighbour who confirmed without doubt the time he saw Brian Hathaway. "I was watching the football highlights and that finished at ten-fifty." He told the court. "That's when I took my rubbish out as the collection usually happens about six-thirty in the following morning. I saw Mr. Hathaway doing the same thing and we said 'good evening' to each other." I then brought evidence of the. That did it. The bitch was trying to use our marriage vows against ME, after what she'd just done?"Whatever happened to keeping yourself only unto ME?" I shot right back."I was doing it FOR us," she said, trying to get closer to me."How is fucking Gunner doing something for us?" I spat."If you'd just calm down and let me explain this, you'd understand," she said."No need to calm down," I told her. "I'm calm now. I've had a chance to think about everything. You'd be surprised at how things click.