Of course not, it's two in themorning, everyone is either asleep, out clubbing or out misbehaving.Cold... can't swim, can't move... I'm sinking... can...t breath...strange... it's so peaceful down here, and I should... rest, sleep... TryTo Be or Not To Be. I chose not to be... must sleep... Sergeant Howard of the Metropolitan Police sat at his desk with a diary infront of him, a pink diary with a heart on the front that had obviouslybelonged to Amber Foyle, the young woman who had been pulled. He grabbed the hand that was stroking him and stopped it, “Becky, I told you that when I ask you a question, you answer it.” Oh my god, I couldn’t believe how much his commanding presence was turning me on. I looked pleadingly into his eyes and I felt my lips start to quiver. He smiled and me and asked me again, “Are you a horny little slut?” I nodded my head slowly and whispered, “yes sir.” Just as I heard the words that I had spoken, the elevator door opened and he pulled me through them.. Tony opened the front door and found his step-father in a drunken sleep on the sofa. He went to kick the old man, but Lisa held him back, "It isn't worth it." Tony punched the dial on the television to turn it off and helped his sister up the stairs. Tony was 19, full grown with dark brown hair that fell in a mess around his ears. He was proud of his athletic build, which came from years of highschool football, and his above average manhood, which when fully erect was a little over. Carefully lifting my hips, I let her pull my pants and shorts low enough on my thighs that my cock, straining to escape, was exposed. It pointed at the roof, throbbing and pulsing. Debby began to worm down on the seat, but I stopped her first.“Wait,” I said. Taking my free hand, I undid the rest of the buttons on her jacket. Her heaving tits, with their massive pointy nipples, pushed the fabric open. I feasted an eye on the vision for a moment, then said, “Okay, now.” As she sank her head into.