" Jessica was just fine.But Emily Anne Shreve. Does "Holy Shit!" do anything for you, descriptively? She was almost as tall as my 5'11", she had unsty...lish long raven hair that reminded me of those television advertisements for God Knows Which women's hair product, and her angelic facial features were kept from being overwhelmingly perfect by a light sprinkling of freckles that added an endearing innocence to her expression.She was, in a word, perfect. She wore a long skirt, no doubt in part to. "After I nailed my third scumbag, someone in theDA's office called me 'The Protector'. Then the death cardsbegan to show up in the chat rooms frequented by the sexoffenders." Death cards?" asked Carol."Here, let me show you," stated Al with a smile.He sat down at a computer and typed in a web address. Carolrecognized it as one of the viler sex chat rooms. It was aknown hangout for pedophiles and sex offenders. When Allogged in, what looked like a pop-up ad came up. On it waslisted the chat room. As I did so I turned to look at her and could see that her nipples were hard already as they were poking through her blouse. It was obvious she had already removed her bra. She had her hand between her legs and her skirt pulled up and was rubbing her pussy through her pantyhose. I didn't need to be told and stripped off immediately down to my sheer pantyhose. She stood up and stripped off her skirt and blouse, standing there in just her pantyhose and heels. I moved to her and took her wonderful. And then she would slide her cock outwards and then fuck it back into me as hard as she could. Then she would tell me what a slut I was.I grunted once more. ~oOo~All I can say is that I drooled watching Jenny enter the pub. Her breasts appeared first and then the rest of her followed. They didn't shake at all but were perfectly contained by her bra and woollen top that she had on. Her skirt was on the short side and showed her legs off to perfection. Her dark hair, set in ringlets flowed.