But as soon as I stopped, I was tackled and put in handcuffs and chucked into a wagon with other naked women. When the cop slammed the door I came too...on Principal Louis’s couch.“That could not have been real. Old me, fighting for naked rights?”“I am afraid so.”“But, why me?”“Well I have tried this a few times, coming back to make it right. It seems to be what you did or didn’t do that is the key. In the future you become a police chief, but you get fired because you sympathize with the N.R.A. She laughed to herself thinking she struggled to give a handjob and now in the same day she is a natural pro at footjob. She smiled as she watched him tense up.“Molly I’m close. I’m about to cum.” He said between quickened breaths. She picked up speed and pressure.“That’s what I wanna hear. Now shower my pretty little feet with your cum.” She said with a wicked smile. Soon he erupted. She slowed her strokes and held his cock straight up as it shot rope after rope of hot sticky cum. Her. It was aching and I couldn’t help but soothe that ache by frigging it. But frigging it made the aching both better and worse. I rubbed harder and faster, watching Daniel as he pulled his foreskin right back and carefully washed the thin veiny skin. The vision remained locked in my mind as he moved on, washing his backside and thighs, moving down his hairy legs towards his feet. I was out of control. Mere moments away from an actual orgasm. The need was frightening. Rubbing frantically. Harder. " Like what?" I asked with visions of matchsticks filling my mind."I don't know, you suggest something." she replied.One thing came to mind, probably as a result of the program we had been watching and I opened my mouth to speak then thought better of it."You thought of something just then," Eleanor pounced "come on, out with it." I don't think so Eleanor," I grinned in reply "it's a little bit too risqué." Now listen hear Mark," she said straightening up "there's nothing you can think.