She then took out her camera and ordered, “Look at the camera,” and took a series of mug shots.Karen blushed at the thought of her naked body bein... on public record, at least with the police, but if those were the rules then she had no choice. She did wonder if the photo would be discarded once she admitted the stealing was just a show.Officer Warren took three photos. One of Karen’s face, for the records, another including her large breasts, and a third of her reddened and slightly. ”I watched for glimpses of her moving through people’s backyards to get around my fence. I hid in the shadows and let her walk past me. When she got to the fence she did not find her pants or her panties. In a brief state of panic she started looking around frantically. I stepped out into the open and scared the shit out of her.Bridget said, “Oh God, you scared the shit out me you asshole. What are you doing with my pants?”I replied, “I should ask what you are doing without them.”She said,. God, it felt so good! Bit how could it? How could it feel good when it was rape? She didn't know. She just knew that she was getting more and more turned on as he steadily and gently sucked her clit and licked her vagina. Melissa was softly moaning almost continually now. Her body was squirming in the grass and her hips were beginning to move against the stranger's face. She knew she shouldn't be feeling this way, that she shouldn't be acting this way, but she couldn't help it. As Melissa grew. The last of her morning classes were over and she had a two-hour lunch break before her afternoon classes. She had dropped a note at his office to request to see him at noon which left her fifteen minutes for lunch. She chomped through lunch in a hurry, wanting to waste no time before meeting the Professor. She found Professor Dawson in his immaculate office poring over his personal notes from the previous encounter. She entered and curtseyed automatically without wondering why. The professor.