"What you're doing is wicked, you know."Her quick glance made my skin prickle with awareness. Her tall frame set her apart from the other sisters, her...fine-boned features infusing her with an air of controlled dignity.I didn't make a move to cover myself. "If it's so wicked, why does it feel so good?" You're supposed to be beyond the pleasures of the flesh."I gazed at her for a moment, enjoying her discomfort. "You haven't done this to yourself in private?" When she didn't reply, I pushed. He turned me a little sideways and spanked my left cheek hard leaving his fingerprints there so deep that they could still be seen the next morning. I have to admit I loved it and hoped he was just beginning and not just giving me a lesson in the proper attitude to an Officer of the Law.Officer Dick kept me pinned down on the sofa with his considerable weight and when I least expected it he pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and handcuffed my wrists behind my back. Now, he had me at. Would you like me to do that?" Oh, yeah," I said. "If you wanna do that, yeah, I'd like you to do that."Sharon moved her hands to my waist and unfastened my belt buckle. Then she began unbuttoning my jeans. She wasn't very good at it and fumbled with the buttons for a long time. I didn't mind. The feel of her hands on my prick was exciting, and it swelled as she worked at the buttons, which didn't make it any easier for her."Oooh," Sharon said, "you're getting hard." Hell yes, I'm getting. . that kind of accident. The intricate lines of her face. The offhand river of sensuous addiction oozing from every pore.It was just what she had the bad luck to be. A complete object of irrational desire.Pure chemical.Rat leaned in and licked the wine stain. He could’ve sworn he could taste the remains of whatever had left it there. He closed his eyes and pressed his face against her pussy.“God I’m gonna miss you, Stain.”Her fingers laced into his dark, wet hair. His body was still wet as.