He blindfolded me and then began to fondle me, touching me everywhere, his touch sensual at times, rough at others. I felt his fingers trailing over m... shoulders, down my back, teasing long my spine. He cupped my ass, groping me, pulling my cheeks apart rudely. I gasped with surprise and pain when he slapped my ass. Not gentle playful swats but hard strikes that stung painfully, over and over, until I was writhing against the tree, doing my best to avoid them, crying out in pain until he. "Can you give me a minute, Officer Bryant?" He said he would wait nearby."Lena, call Tom on my cell phone. Explain carefully that I'm being detained at the Santa Fe police station. Tell him there has been a man killed and that I need him now. Then get your mother and Christina back to the car. Ask one of the policemen to escort you. You can drive the Jag to the police station. Did you get all that?" I said as I handed her my phone."Yes, I'll call Tom right now." Tamara, I need you to calm down. After several more seconds of this, you ease up, instincts telling you that she is nearing the end of her orgasm and that further stimulation might might be too much right then. Her thighs relax, her legs spread open, and you pull out but keep your face at her entrance. Your tongue comes back into your mouth and, with it, all of her. You can taste her, smell her, so deeply. You take a moment to swirl and swish her thick cream around in your mouth, letting it coat your tongue, teeth, gums,. I was ready for bed. “I don’t know about you guys, but I am ready to call it a night,” I said a short time later. “That’s alright honey! Dave and I are going to play a few more games of pool. I will up to bed in a little bit,” Jen replied. “Ok!” I said as I headed up the flight of stairs. I made my way up two flights of steps to our bedroom. I did a few things first and then climbed into bed. It was then I discovered I left my cell phone downstairs in the basement. I was frustrated, and I.