Her hands coursed through my hair, pulling my face against her tits, encouraging me to pleasure them. I could feel her arousal rising. I hoped that I ...ould tip her over into an orgasm just with nipple stimulations."Oh god ... yes ... that's so good" she groaned as I took a nipple between my teeth and flicked the captive end with the tip of my tongue."Oh yesssssss!!!!: she squealed when her cum erupted. I could feel a wetness forming on my shorts as her pussy leaked profusely from her cumming.I. Tony went bright red instantly, and squirmed in his seat. That waspromising I thought to myself. If it was nothing, he would have shown noemotion. I had struck a nerve."Did I?" he answered hesitantly. "I can't remember." Yes you do remember Tony. And it is OK. I don't mind. I just want toknow why. You watched me for a long time. You were definitely staring atme and something was going through your mind. I have seen that starebefore."Tony moved uncomfortably in his chair and little beads of. There was only one law officer who would answer an alarm on a night like this: Maggie Graves. Maggie slammed the door shut and the room became eerily quiet. The two women stared at each other, both breathing heavily. Suna could only see Maggie’s eyes. Their brilliant blue made all the brighter for the layers of dust coating her hat and the bandana she had pulled over the lower part of her face. maggie’s hand dropped casually to the holster draped over her wide hips. She was by no means a small. "What are you doing? Stop! I cannot breath. What do you want? I am innocent. I will do anything you want." All of this gushed out in a gurgled rush accompanied by audible struggles to get air into her tortured lungs. "I know my little bird. Your are innocent. They are all innocent. My little visitors begging for my mercy. Pleading to be believed. I believe you, little bird. But you see, it makes no difference. We all must play our role here. I am the interrogator and you are my soft.