A small yelp left her lips when he ran his large hands up the back of her thighs. Her pussy drenched his hand, as he slid it between her legs; fingers... searching for her pearl. He captured her fat clit between his fingers and rubbed back and forth, until she was mewing like a fat, spoiled cat. She ground her pussy against the palm of his hand, as he tugged and pulled on her turgid clit. His fingers worked her slick flesh long enough that her pussy was engorged and bright pink. Her tightly. "We may be getting a bit closer. Like always, there's good news and bad news. Only three service stations and two tire dealers reported selling the particular kind of tire we're after within the last six months. The bad news is, while seven of the nine vehicles were pickups, none match the description of the one we're after." Just great!" moaned the dispirited Sheriff."But," continued Maggie, " I went back a little further. A little over eight months ago a tire dealer up in Kingston sold two of. I had a feeling they were looking at my crotch. Not to disappoint them, I slowly and carefully felt my cock through my pants. It started growing and one guy actually started salivating. Diane was drawing stares too. All the women were looking at her. They were actually looking jealous. They must have figured they wouldnt have a chance at any cock in here if she was up for it. Diane looked back at them innocently. Smiling at each person in turn, she had them all relaxed within a few moments of. Winkler grabs hold of her bountiful tits, squeezing them as her pussy squeezes around my hardness. It takes only a few more thrusts and it happens…“Yes, yes, I’m cumming Albert!The vision before me of Ms. Winkler arching her back and pulling her taut nipples is all that it takes. Grunting out, “Aarrgghh!” I empty my balls, spraying the depths of her flower with my thick seed. Ms. WinklerAs I unlock my ankles from behind Albert’s head, he leans down and we share a gentle kiss. Holding him in my.