Unfortunately, you can't hold that position long, and pull back to get some air into your lungs. You take my cock in your hand and look up at me as yo... kiss the tip once more, and then slap your face with it. With puppy dog eyes you look up at me and ask: "Would you please fuck my throat, Sir? Would you fuck my face? I want you to use me, to take pleasure from my body... this body that belongs to you. Please, Sir?"I grin down at you, so beautiful, such a temptress, sexy beyond words. You know I. In no time at all, he had dropped his trousers and boxers and began stroking his hard cock. Nick knealt in front of me and took my cock in his mouth. Having had his first taste of cock the last time we met he was eager to have another go. He was getting better at sucking cock and like last time I was enjoying it… Unbeknown to Nick, our ‘observer’ of whom neither of us knew his name, had worked his hand in to the rear of my panties and to my ass hole, I leaned forward slightly so he had easier. "C'mon Sarge, have some decency," she squinted at the man's obvious curiosity."Uh!? Oh, sorry," he said apologetically. "Guess it got the better of me. Okay then, if you're sure. Sign off and we'll process it."Cecile leaned forward and signed off on her report, making it official. The Sergeant couldn't help but notice his black officer's large breast in the tight shirt, nor could he miss her hardened nipples. In the four years he has been here, he's never seen Cecile show any sign of arousal. I didn't mind her fucking others if it was for me.“These are the sexiest clothes that I could find. Will they do for shopping?”“I didn't know that you had such a short skirt.”“I didn't. I cut about 3” off the bottom just now, and left the edge raw.”“By the shape of your nipples pressing against your blouse, I can see that you're not wearing a bra. Panties?”“No.”“Good. Let's go.”We spent a couple of hours with Grace trying on all sorts of outfits before we found one really great one. It was a.