In my opinion she had passed with high marks.She was kind, and more importantly she had recognized I wasn't a threat, or a perve, and treated me well.... She would do well and go far. It was her smile that was almost my undoing. I liked looking at her face, too much. By the time we had arrived at the station I had a semi with her name on it.Upon leaving the squad car my soft but inspired cock had swollen to even a more notable size. It turns out most of the women in the Sheriff's department had. I pushed her down slightly, lay on her while moving in and out and started kissing her. She was hot….very very hot.And then it was time to let it go. I started clenching. Rutuja quickly moved back to the missionary position. She kept me there for a while just moving her hips. She caught the base of my penis and applied a bit of pressure to stop me from ejaculating. I was going crazy. I begged her to let me go. She kissed me wild and sucked on my nipples all the time putting that pressure on the. .right?As I mentioned, the sight of Melanie relentlessly fucking herself refused to leave my mind. I couldn't focus on anything, especially my work. I had been driving the forklift when I was lost in that memory of her cumming. The way she moaned in particular, music to my perverted ears. I spaced out for a moment and nearly drove it into the wall of the warehouse. I snapped back when the forks were only a few inches from embedding themselves into the wall.I'm just thankful nobody saw. I took. Watson-Thomas ©2009-2012 All characters in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to people living or dead should be considered purely unintentional and of great coincidence. Testimonials ‘A bit porny!?! Mate, i’m on page 29 and its not ‘a bit porny’, its full-on, top- of-the line Grade-A Grot. And can you still call it a novel if it consists of the phrase (and i quote) ‘raging purple helmet’ and (personal fave) ”don’t call me dirty you little anal slut’? i certainly hope you can, ‘cos this.