“Of course it was, ma’am. “The Ghost of Paris?”
“Exactly, officer,” Carla nodded. Sexvideo Officer Snider moaned in disappointment. She gave a loud scream, her ass bearing down like trash compactor on my cock—it felt wonderful! I bet they’d feel even better without her pesky shirt being in the way. “I see a purtee girl, and I just gotta stick my pecker in her,” I answered. “The Ghost of Paris?”
“Exactly, officer,” Carla nodded. “I suppose it’s an empathic ability. She was warm and gooey inside, her juices flowing like a faucet. “Oh, fuck! Do you have any identification on you?”
My pecker ached; I couldn’t believe that I needed more satisfaction already. “I see a purtee girl, and I just gotta stick my pecker in her,”
