The officer told Sarah, "Move to the back of her car and face forward."Sarah walked slowly towards his headlights, watching her step in those high hee...s. She did what she was told nervously as the cop stood directly behind her. "Put your hands behind your back, you are under arrest." Sarah turned to the cop to ask why when the officer grabbed her right arm and forced her down to the trunk of her car. She felt the metal cuffs dig into her wrist as the cop grabbed her left arm and forced it hard. Yes, I love you and want you. I would die happy if you had given yourself over to me like you did to him. I would also be happy if you found someone who loved you like I do. But tempering that is the fact that I have been your friend for your entire fucking life and, above all other considerations, I want you healthy, strong and in control of yourself. Notice I didn't say happy? That's your Mom's thing, not mine." So here is the deal. You gave him one week in your bed. Whether you are willing. After a few moments, the cock disappeared, and I saw a man extending his finger through the hole, curling it toward him, beckoning me to come closer. The on-screen movie and my initial masturbation had excited me, and without thinking, on impulse, I moved closer to the hole. The finger seemed to stretch toward my cock, and I assumed the man could see my erection. Curious, I moved closer still, allowing the man to touch me. This was a first for me, and I must admit it excited me tremendously.. Sandy was a bitch - just like her mother and my ex-wife Jenny. Camille had been the victim of Sandy's bitchiness, and that was what had thrown us together that night. Sandy implored Camille to come to my house to meet her. Camille got caught in a downpour as she walked and was soaked to the skin when she reached my home only to find that Sandy wasn't there.Sandy had no plans to be at my home. She had just been playing with Camille - being a bitch.Camille's tongue tentatively explored my lips,.