“And, of course, that is what you must do.”“I knew it!” said Cathy. “You are such a perv.”“Is he telling the truth Cath? You know him be...ter then me.” Tracy asked.Cathy only nodded. Cathy had suddenly gotten quiet. She could never get out of this, not after she made Paul shave his entire cock clean. She knew this was a huge fantasy of his and he won fair and square. How could she kiss Tracy? Another woman? Tracy is her best friend; in fact, she is like a sister.She watched as Paul and Tracy. The mysterious, alluring quality she possessed drove him wild. One morning at the station, Lexa was conversing with the African-American Lieutenant Isaiah Dante over coffee right by the Chief’s office. Lieutenant Dante was one of about four black cops in the force, and he had risen to this high position after years of civil service. He commanded a squad of many cops, all male, except for Lexa, but only when Chief Barry Hiller was unable to perform his duties as police chief. Because Lexa was. The worst thing was that she had even enjoyed it. When she had realised what she was doing in the shower she became scared and embarrassed. She had tried to hide her embarrassment by turning it into some kind of flirt and embarrassing him instead. She had not been afraid of flirting with a guy, she had been afraid because she was losing control. She had been excited being around a guy, something she had not been since that fatal incident five years ago. My god, she had even kissed Martin in a. She complied easily. “Please oh please shove your hard cock into your slut’s soaking wet cunt," She moaned out. "Beg and call me master," The voice rang again and again she complied desperate to get something in her to douse that insatiable fire. "Master shove your cock into your sluts cunt please oh god please," She yelled. The cock at her cunt shoved into her pussy hard and fast hitting her cervix. Her pussy was stretched to accommodate this foreign cock. She felt full and was highly.