I felt the muscles in my belly ripple in response to her erotic touch. I knew where she was going. I knew what she was going to do. And now I wanted i.... I wasn't afraid anymore. I wasn't embarrassed now. I was anxious now to feel her lips and her tongue on my sex.I have read about and heard girls talking about oral sex. I can remember when I was younger. When I first heard about it and tried to imagine it. I thought it sounded disgusting. I had a good idea of what my pussy looked like and I. I remembered he had said I had only suffered part of my punishment for cumming without permission. I didn’t dare ask what the rest of the punishment would be, I was secretly hoping if I didn’t mention it he would forget.‘Are you able to walk now Violet?’ he asked looking directly into my eyes. ‘Yes, I think so sir.’ He gripped my hands and pulled me up ‘Then come with me, lets get you cleaned up.’ He lead me back through to the shower room and turned on the water silently urging me to walk. I got off at Westminster and followed the map I had printed out, which took me to a rather bland concrete office block. I went into the lobby, gave my name to a bored receptionist and was handed a ticket and got told to take a seat and wait for my number to come up. There was only one seat spare in the waiting area, it happened to be next to a really cute girl.I eyed her over as I walked to the chair; she had the kind of long silky brunette hair you generally found only on shampoo adverts. I. The report outlined that Greg had witnessed his real Mother’s death at the hands of an intruder. His father had just returned from work as the man was about to shoot Greg and his father ‘saved the day’ by killing the man. Details were a little fuzzy from then on. He got into trouble fighting other kids and eventually his father remarried and continued his police career. To control Greg’s rage his father enrolled him in boxing classes and he became a champion boxer. His father then took a new.