Knee high boots, mirrored sunglasses, officers caps adorned with KINK (Kinky Investigators & Naughty Kops) chevrons, thick leather belts that cinched ...n their waist from which hung professional looking stainless steel handcuffs and a batons with side handles. A shiver went crawling up my spine as I undid the dead bolt and opened the door just enough to peek out. “Can I help you?” My voice shook a little. After all, no matter how you looked at it, I was in trouble. My knees shook a little too,. I dressed up and went slowly towards mom who was still busy cooking. I went really close to her neck and said, “Ma, I am really sorry about last night.” She was startled by my voice and turned towards me. We were once again inches away from each other but she did not push me away.Staying just inches from me, she said, “It’s okay, we both were a little drunk. Don’t worry about it.” Saying this, she continued with her cooking.I knew she was too emotionally hurt to make any further move. However,. She finally stopped moving to delay his orgasm and the force and effort he used hurt her hips and lower back but caused him to penetrate her more then he ever had and despite the pain it felt incredible and she drew her knees up higher curling and pointing her toes as he pounded her against the thin sleeper mattress.He sudden took hold of her arms and pinned her to the mattress and kissed her as hard and aggressive as she had ever been and he used every ounce of his weight and strength to pound. Carney, are you in there?” I recognized the voice; it was George, sweet handsome George! I asked him to hold on a moment. Suzie was scared, she didn't want to get caught and lose her job. In my heart, I knew George was just too sweet of a guy to get her fired. I told her to just calm down, and relax, and gave her my husband's robe to put on. I slipped my own robe on and opened the door. I don't think shock would quite describe George's face, as he looked into the room, his eyes moving from.