I still ate lunch at the cafe on the square at least once a week. Usually on Friday, they had meatloaf as the special on Fridays.Well it was good to k...now that someone else was opening up a shop on the square. Hell, compared to other small mountain towns County Seat was thriving. Rita even had an office two blocks off the square, in what had once been a small locksmith's office.I finished my musings and returned to the truck to meet up with the swing shift night Deputy. The dispatcher told him. Earlier, she might have panicked, but now she just groaned in pleasure as she felt both his cock and his finger working inside her, separated by only a thin membrane of skin. This seemed to take her to another level of arousal, sending another charge through her already overheated body. She was dripping sweat and panting crazily as she looked at him over her shoulder, telling him in a ragged, gasping voice that she was so close and please to fuck her faster. After several more minutes of hard. Es waren ein paar nette geile Junx unterwegs so dass ich mich auch mal aufmachte in die dunkleren Gefilde. Erst an den Toiletten vorbei weiter nach hinten. Hier ist alles sehr gut ausgestattet. Slings, Andreaskreuze, Liegen und was man sonst noch so braucht für ein bisschen Spaß.Als ich hinten war saßen schon ein paar Junx auf dem Boden um angepisst zu werden. Ich holte meinen Pisser raus und lies es schön über ne geile Sau laufen. Schön auf die Beule hoch über die Brust bis ins Gesicht. Als. “Put that talented tongue to good use.” She said firmly I obliged, I licked up the entire length of her. From her tight little ass hole up to her clit. She quivered and moaned as I went, I reached her clit and began running my tongue over it in little circles. She gasped in pleasure as her salty, acidic taste flooded my mouth. God I loved to eat her pussy, the noises she made, the way her tits looked from underneath, the way she grabbed on and pulled my hair. I slowly pushed one finger into her.