She then put her nightgown on and left her room. I diden;t want her comming out back so I ran out front and knocked on the door like I forgot my keys....she let me in and I went in my room and jerked off. I think she was listening to me because I could see her shadow under my door.I tell you I came pritty quick.That friday I came home from drinking so I went out back to see if any lights were on but both houses were black so I went to the front door and opened it and my sister and her friend were. Not really up my alley either." Let me try taking it another direction. Un-watermelon. I've been a bad girl. Officer ... " ending in a quizzical look as if to ask my (fake) name."Uhhhh ... Long. Sergeant Richard Long, Fairview PD." Well, officer ... Dick ... Long ... if that is your real name ... I've been a bad girl. You'd better haul me in." Have you committed a crime, ma'am?" Officer, I've been having naughty thoughts. Very naughty thoughts. You have to take me into custody " - tilting her. . "Well, here goes." She seemed to lower her hips slowly, I could feel the heat of her vagina on the head of my cock, and then it was on top of it, sliding in easily to her wet pussy. She slid slowly down the length of my rod, holding her breath all of the way. She felt impossibly tight, the girth of my meat hitting all of the walls of her hot, quivering, snatch. She let out another one of her little humming moans as she reached the base, then breathed in again as she heaved her hips upwards.. I was jet lagged and rest the day when I arrived at my hotel.my meetings were not for two days so I decided to get to know the area.I like ghetto pubs because one usually finds a slut or two hanging outwho will submit to a well dressed man wearing a Rolex. I asked theconcierge where such a place might be and he directed me to a placecalled Club Clandestino.I napped and around 9 P.M. I took a taxi to the club. When I arrived,there quite a night life, and there were scantily dressed women.