My dick was growing hard and I think she could tell. She told me to come over to her. I nervously stepped towards her. She reached around my waist and...pulled me towards her. She was still sitting on the toilet. She pulled my shorts down and pulled my dick out. She slid it into her mouth before I even thought twice about it. I was almost completely hard. She kept licking and sucking my dick. I was starting to moan a little. I reached down and lifted her shirt so I could see her breast. She had. A fact that didn’t interest any of the almost fifty officers spread out in front of her along Bessolo Boulevard.Their attention was centered instead on the front of Larson’s Jewelry, where, according to the police radio, two gunmen now held a half dozen hostages following a robbery gone wrong. Flashing her press pass to the uniformed officer manning the wooden barricade that kept the curious back, the brunette scanned the crowd of blue in front of her, looking for someone in command.Dressed in. A cymbal chimed and then was silent. Her foot came forward and then was still. A cymbal chimed. It was as if the motions of her dance were being drawn out to extend till eternity.Had she started her normal vigorous dance, Steven might have succeeded in remaining aloof as he thought about his doom. But the measured interruptions of silence drew his eyes to her. He looked at her feet and noted the delicate scratches they made in the dust as she beat their cadence. Her hips, swaying softly, moved. "It would almost excite my blood, Danielle, if she'd done it on purpose," Miss Corinne shook her head sadly."Yes ma'am," I blinked rapidly and I wasn't sure what to think or do."If I should ever begin to look like ... that, you'll tell me, won't you, Danielle?" Miss Corinne was looking at me and I nodded quickly."Yes Mistress," I breathed."Oh ... Shhh ... Here she comes now!" Miss Corinne shushed me theatrically and actually giggled, much to my discomfort."Well, Miss Ingersoll. I thought it was.