"Ginger", which is what I am calling the older woman for reasons I'm sure you can figure out, knocks on my front door and asks if I'm busy. I reply wi...h no and she asks if I would mind coming to her house and looking at her computer for her. She wanted me to put some pictures on a external drive for her. This wasn't the first time she has asked for help, so I didn't expect anything when I went over to give her a hand. I sit down at her office desk and begin open up windows on her computer. She. She noticed Lydia start at the sound of the voice; it seemed as loud to Kathy as a cannon shot--and then cup her hand to her ear as it was repeated. Kathy herself heard the words clearly, although they hardly registered. "Attention! Attention!" Art was bellowing. "You are surrounded by the police. We know that you are holding Kathy McGuire." What are we going to do?" spat Mark, with bloodshot eyes. A sinking feel, very real and very painful, welled in his stomach. He clasped his hand over his. It is soft... sensual... and yet she knows it can become more than that at any given moment. He runs the flogger up and down her naked body... tickling her senses... making her giggle lightly. She feels Him stop suddenly and then... WHAP. She feels the sting across her thighs. She knows that she has angered Him with her insolent giggling. She remains very still now. He lightly taps around her breasts and over her nipples... and she can feel the cool thin strips graze across her cheeks and lips. As she lifted her ass, I let my hands slip in and started to remove her chuds. Her muff was shaved – all except for a thin strip – a thin black line- just above the tip of the hood of her vagina. I let my fingers separate her nether lips and ran my tongue inside over the pink flesh – she moaned with pleasure. I loved the musky taste of her cunt on my tongue. I licked her clitoris, which was now quite swollen and engorged and then pushed my tongue all the way into her snatch – lapping at the.