"Finally, we made it to the precinct where I bring her into the interview room and remove the handcuffs."Is there anything I can get for you, miss, be...ore we begin our questioning?"“Yes, you can. You can get me that big hard cock I felt as you were frisking me.”I move towards the door and lock it, and then turn around, releasing my gun belt so it hits the floor."Ma'am, please get against the wall right now."She does. I kick and spread her feet apart. Her hands and arms are high above her head. I could see the white of his shorts, a sideways eye in his cream slacks. He started to speak as he opened the door but I swept in after him, plastering myself against the length of his body, searching for his mouth, kissing his jaw, cheek, chin. No aftershave, just clean man and a faint reminder of soap. He fumbled for a moment (removing the key, shutting the door) and then his attention was fully on me, like I was something new and different, like I was special and wanted and surprising.. She leaned back, smiling."You had goat up your ass, right?" she rasped."Naw--that's just some goat-cum that slid up there when he yanked out of me," Juanita explained.Isabelle was faintly disappointed, having loved the thought that a goat had ass-fucked her little girl. But that asshole was tasty, anyhow, and she began to rim it again. Juanita leaned over, placing her hands on the bunk and shooting her ass up higher. She hiked her hips up and out. Isabelle slurped up the crack of her smooth. One afternoon I went into his bedroom to ask him if he could take me shopping the following day when I found him on his computer, he quickly flipped the screen hoping I had not seen him looking at porn but he was just too slow and I see naked women, “Mum” he cried out” “What, I needed to talk to you” I replied noticing a rather large bulge in his short, my mind raced of what it might look like hard, “You could have knocked” he replied going a little red, “Sorry sweet heart, I didn’t know you.