"You cut up my license!" It's a fake!" insisted the secretary. "They don't give licenses to 14-year olds."Cop#1 looked at me for an explanation, Cop#2...being too busy doing a jigsaw. It was too much of a pain to explain, so I just said, "Run it. You'll see."Cop#2 had the four pieces arranged in the palm of one of his hands. He called back to the station, asking for it to be checked, stressing the issue date and my birthday.It took a couple of minutes before we all heard the answer come back,. “We saw one of your movies up at Yale,” Jimmy told the girl with a smile. “I really couldn’t believe it was you until they did a close up of your face while this guy was ass fucking you. Boy, did you scream!” “Gee, that’s embarrassing,” Vixen said, thoroughly nonplussed as she scanned the room for people she knew. “But I had fun doing those. They’re going to pay for college. You guys ready to play?” The boys grinned at each other, rose, took her hands and hurried her upstairs to the room they. She sucked them greedily, eyes still locked on Him. She felt His cock contract against her leg as He inhaled her scent, loving the muskiness of her lust. His mouth moved over her thighs, kissing them hungrily as He made His way slowly toward her trembling pussy. He stopped just before He touched her, instead exhaling heavily directly over her clitoris. The feeling of His hot breath on her aching cunt was almost enough to do it for her, but she had been told the rules. It was not worth breaking. Who was she kidding? The last thing she needed was some wham, bam, thank you m’am fuck from some piano player. She needed to just go home, and run a hot bath, crawl in her bed, and sleep and that was exactly what she intended to do. She gathered her purse, flung the door open, and smacked right back into those eyes, and the hard chest that accompanied them. ‘Whoa, going somewhere,’ he said, as he gripped her arm to steady her. An electrical current emanated from where his hand was grasping her.