In my head i cant believe i am thinking that. once i am squeezing him he finds his way back to me and grabs my balls. he we are wrestling each other...on the floor playing grab balls. not knowing what is going to happen next i break free and stop we are catching our breath. i feel that my cock is rock hard and i can see the outline of his big penis poking through his shorts. i ask him again why he did it he responds with he wanted to see how i was going to react. as he is staring at my . Neither of them would have noticed, she continued to think as she cast her mind back to exactly how carried away she’d gotten with the size of Anthony’s cock and having had him cuffed like she did, and she was positive Anthony would have had other things on his mind too. It had quickly become a matter of ‘what to do now?’ The picture he’d emailed was quite compromising to say the least. It was the moment she’d bent over and leant up against the fireplace, dressed in her policewoman’s outfit. Helooked at the name plaque on my desk and smiled,"What a pretty name you have. Like the bird, da?" he asked in a strongRussian accent."Something like that," I replied, blushing even deeper.Checking the office diary, I saw his name was Mr Oleg Stoyakovitch and hewas scheduled to meet with my Aunt for the rest of the day. I stood anddemurely smoothed my short skirt back down to cover the tops of mystockings before asking him to follow me to Aunt Lynnette's office. Aswe walked down the. "Hey!! You'll disrupt my rhythm!!" I scolded him mockingly.I leaned my face forward to kiss him very softly, trailing my tongue along his lips, as I entwined my arms around his waist."Hey, let's see some tea!!" he said jokingly, then left me to finish making the tea as he sat on the couch in the living room.I thought of how he and I tended to get along so well, and we seemed to be great friends. I was sort of surprised by the present status of our relationship, and was encouraged. We had never.