His hand was cupping her pussy and he was squeezing and touching like I was with her boobs.Part of me wanted to trade places with him but seeing him o...en her robe gave me an idea so I slipped my right hand inside her robe and felt the curve of her breast, moved up and cupped my hand, skin touching skin. It was even more exciting to feel it without cloth in the way and I again explored and squeezed.Mike was frozen watching me do this with his jaw hanging open. I used my other hand to untie her. I’m good, though. All healed up now.” Mildly crazy, but all healed up. No, I didn’t say that.He didn’t push it, and I started filling out the app. Mostly I could fill it out on my own, though I did have a couple of questions. Certain items I would need to dig up, prominent among them my DD-214. That was my discharge paperwork, which would show my discharge as Honorable, and detail my service and awards. There were also a few release forms I had to sign, to allow the MPD to get my school records. Ever the gentleman, I carried on teasing her clit and pushing my dick just inside her pussy, just enough to keep her on the edge of an orgasm. This carried on for a few minutes and a combination of Julia’s moaning and the pure pleasure my dick was getting I too found myself getting close, but I had one more trick to play. I stopped playing with her pussy and undid the cords, and then walked over to the balcony doors, opening them to night air. Julia looked at me as if I was mad saying ‘what are. “Did Scott ever fuck your ass?”“No,” she said quickly. “No one has.” She licked her lips. “You want that? I’ll let you do it. Anything, Michael.” She grabbed my hand. “I’m so sorry. It was such a mistake.”The church doors banged open. Kitty’s excited footsteps drew my attention. My fourteen-year-old daughter, her body petite, her breasts little budding mounds, raced forward. Blonde pigtails streamed behind her. The cop’s handcuffs dangled from her right hand. She held it up like a trophy as she.