Unhone long skirt or top pahna tha jisme wo bahut khubsurat lag rahi thi fir unhone khana kha ke mujhe padhne ko bol diya or khud bhi padhne baith gai....Rat me sote wakt mai unke pair chatne ke liye jab unke skirt ko uthaya to unhone bola ki “Thand lag rahi hai skirt mat hta… Aisa kar skirt ke andar ghus ke chat le” ye sunkar maine apna sir unke skirt ke andar date huye unke pairo ko chumna shuru kar diya. Unke skirt me alag tarah ki kushabu thi jaise jaise mai unke talvo se upar hote huye jangho. I grabbed a two headed floppy latex dildo about 3 feet long and began chasing Spenser around the store flogging him with it. He was not pleased. Louise and I were in hysterics.Finally we found the “movie theater.” Spenser said NO, and I pouted until we all agreed we had to see what was behind the green door. Yes the door was green. You paid to go through a turnstile, then into a smallish hallway lined with doors, most of which were open. Inside each door was a small closet size room: maybe 3 x. ”“Sir, please step out of the car.”“What’s wrong, officer?”“Let’s just step out of the car and talk for a moment.”“Okay.” He fumbled around trying to open the door, so I helped him by opening it from the outside. Then he tried to twist around and exit the car without undoing his seat belt. In theory I was going to get him to stand up and perform a Field Sobriety Test, you know, touch your nose, walk in a straight line, that sort of thing. Forget it. Once he got the seat belt off, he fell out of. He saw the look on her face, knew she had something to say.But she couldn't tell him. Somehow, Amy's order was more important. So she fucked him. She leapt into him and wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed him onto the couch and she fucked him. Hard. She had been wearing the sweats she usually wore to work and now they were twisted on the floor. Karissa took down Jack's jeans and straddled him. He wasn't hard. She pulled off her shirt and ground on him. He put his mouth around her.