Her voice also seemed familiar and to be honest this was starting to freak me out; my mind was in a whirl as it tried to identify the voices and put f...ces to them. Suddenly my concentration was shocked as I felt a warm hand closing around my semi hard cock; this was enhanced by the warm wet feeling of someone's mouth engulfing my cock head. My mind instantly tried to identify if it was a male mouth or a female one and I decided that its tender touch had to be female.Now the mouth around my cock. “Phew!” She said. “He said you‘d be working late and you’ve asked him to tell Lynn so I’ve given him your address……And my phone number.”I closed the door and went back into my office my head was spinning around with what had taken place. I sat motionless for about 20 minutes before picking up my phone and calling Lynn, I had to warn her.“Oh Babes,” she said upon hearing my voice “I had just finished getting ready when I heard your car pull up then I saw that it wasn’t your car and I answered. The family that had adopted him were the source of most of those, although one of the people the vigilante had saved proved to be another worry for a while too.Gavin had eventually confessed what he was doing to his family. He was already a hero to his younger 'sister' having saved her from a gang of bullies at school and nothing he did could turn her against him. His 'mother' was sympathetic — as a woman, she lived with the constant fear of violent crime in what was a hard city. As a mother. ’ Katherine, despite herself, felt a blush stain her cheeks because she did like it. She liked his hair very much and had even imagined running her fingers through its tousseled length, that was not too short and not too long. Katherine drug her mind from the embarrassing memory, not wanting to blush again, and instead said, ‘In any case, I don’t feel like dancing again.’ ‘Good,’ Wes replied unabashedly, ‘I hate doing that lining up and walking around each other, that’s not real dancing.’.