I stood up, and she turned and came back towards me. I reached out and put my hands on her waist, and held her for a few seconds. I then slowly took...my hands and raised them up to her breasts and fondled both of them. Her nipples rose slightly as I rubbed them between finger and thumb. I then stepped back, took her by the hand, sat down and lowered her over my lap. For a girl her height, Khrys had disproportionately long legs. She stretched them out onto the couch as I started patting and. I said hell yes and she responded that she didn't think I would like it if it really happened. I replied try me and she said maybe I will... One of these days and then laughed. I left her there to go get a bottle of scotch for the room. But mainly I just wanted to leave her there watching that black cock on TV by herself. There was a convenience store very close to the motel. I parked on the side of the store where 5 young black teenagers sat on one of the parking bars. I noticed they were. Lieutenant Wilson soon joined me.Wilson had tears in his eyes. I couldn’t tell if it was pain fear or horror at what we had just witnessed. “Sir, I’m sorry about this as soon as they started piling on board, I wanted to call you, but they wouldn’t let me. Sir, those people were tortured. You can see the injuries. Some of them are kids.”“I know son, I saw. Don’t worry about calling me. You did the right thing.”As we were talking, we were joined by Olivet and his companion. “Lieutenant,” Olivet. Billy felt his own prick grow hard as a pool cue, and Mavis knew that her pussy was wet and hot; she could feel the damp material of her panties clinging to her crotch."It is beautiful, isn't it?" Helen MacCauley said softly.Mavis looked at her. Helen sat like the others, watching the delightful, forbidden scene of a thirteen-year-old girl masturbating a German Shepherd. It was unbelievably erotic, and Mrs. MacCauley had completely given in to her kinky desires. She sat somewhat slouched down.