," she paused, then resumed."I'm sorry for kidnaping you, and for my language, I'm just really pissed that Roberta's dead, and that piece of dog crap ...ho did it, is trying to pin it on me. I figured my uncle in Fort Lauderdale could help me, he's a retired colonel in the State Police. No plan, just going to ask for his help."I didn't know what to say, but this was an unexpected twist, as far as I was concerned. Then I remembered that blurb I overheard on CNN... Corrupt New Jersey cop sought in. The Dungeon was at the back of the house with every pieve of harness/strap/machinery that you could imagine. he asked me if I had been good all year and i said no. he told me he would have to punish me then, picking up a small whip and giving my ass a playfull whip. he then led me to a stockade (a device to lock the head and hands in) and locked me in. Straight away he came to the front of it and unzipped, releasing a massive 10" cut, shaven cock. he slapped me about the face, teased me then. Then it all dawned on him with crystal clarity.It wasn’t that something was wrong it was more like the fact that something was very, very right. What Jared realized was - was that he was not seeing any mess. No half eaten cake. No empty pizza platter. No cake crumbs scattered across the floor. No beer cans sitting in puddles of their own spilt contents. No piles of clothes and towels on the sofa. No empty wine bottle under the table. No wine bottle cork under the TV. No plastic plates and pizza. Her hips were moving up to my tongue as I found her clit. After I sucked and tongued her for a bit she called out that she was cumming grabbing my head holding it tight to her pussy. As her orgasm subsided I moved to lie next to her. Kim put her hand on my cock and asked if it would be alright if she kissed my dick. I could tell she was nervous, but seemed to want to try. I rolled to my back and told her that her luscious lips would feel great on my cock. She tentatively moved the lips down to.