As she told me to step out of the now fully lowered garment, I was at full staff. Just in time for part two of the frisk. At first she cupped my ass,... kneading each cotton encased cheek. Moving her hand around to the front, she fondled my testicles first, but then moved up to the obvious bulge. “Wow, what’s this I feel? You are carrying! Turn around, hands on head! Now!” I did so, marveling at how easily she went back and forth between the lover and the cop. I felt her pull down my jockeys,. By reflex he swallowed what slid down his throat and his face felt warm and sticky. He felt the load sliding down past his nose to his upper lip.Penelope chuckled and said, "Well, I wasn't expecting that, but well done anyway. How did you like that, Tiffany?"Todd grinned sheepishly and said, "It wasn't so bad, but it went by so fast I hardly knew what was going on." Penelope helped him back into his seat. She handed Todd a small washcloth and he used it to wipe his face. He was slightly aghast. Her movements aided by his fingers that have settled between the folds of her pussy, teasing her clit. Her hips gyrating in time with the rhythm of the music as he slips between her legs, pushing forward with his hips, the head of his cock, poised at the entrance of her pussy. The movement of their bodies causes the water to lap gently against the sides of the tub, some of it spilling out onto the floor. He pulls her hips back against him as he pushes forward, the head of his cock burying. She and they knew all there was to know. The three of them heard the sirens far off in the distance prompting their leaving. Alexis remained doing what she could to conceal the puncture wounds — wiping the blood from her teeth and smearing it on her face. She wanted to appear as though she’d been injured too. On the way to the hospital, while in the ambulance, one of the paramedics told her how lucky she’d been — not to have been injured seriously. With tongue-in-cheek, she told them it was.