I was the only person in the room my Goddess was addressing. Indian xxx “You’re Darleen!” I blurted out. It’s all the Ghost’s fault.”
“On your knees,” Darleen ordered Whitney. “I can feel it. “You have the situation in hand.”
“Yeah,” I nodded, then radioed, “Cancel backup. “Oh, thank you, Goddess!”
I could hear kissing and women moaning. I groaned; her pussy was heaven. My balls frothed. Whitney’s cunt gripped the Goddess’s arms. Officer Snider had just taken a similar call on a Paris Transit Bus—woman masturbating in public—and now it sounded like several women were doing the same thing. She looked vaguely familiar to me; I had definitely seen her somewhere. I could see a crowd had formed as I approached the scene, lots of cell phones held high. I came so many times.
