Without hesitating they started to embrace.Putting her hand to his hip and tilting her head to receive another kiss she moved the other hand neatly to...his firm bottom, squeezing with delight. They began to kiss, long ,wet, passionate, kisses, tongues battling.I lay back and rubbed the crotch of my jeans. My cock was solid. Comfortably hard against my thigh. I could feel the precum soaking into my pants. I was unable to remove my eyes from the lust hungry pair, exploring each other's intimate. ’ ‘Oh, well, I spent last night on a couch at my sister’s, so I still have yesterday’s clothes on. Some wine got spilled on my shirt last night. And I really could use a shower, since the wine got on me too, though I tried to wash off. For the ten seconds of collecting the movie before going home, I didn’t think it would matter, but it would be impolite to spend the day with you like that.’ ‘That doesn’t matter. The Sunday paper doesn’t have much in it that’s interesting, I’ve finished it. . Gently now..."I was teasing him with my voice, sounding like his little girl more than his Domme, and my father pulled the firm round globes of my ass apart slowly, exposing my tightly puckered anus to his eyes."Am I beautiful for you, Slave-Daddy?" I asked him. "Is my asshole pretty?" Oh yes, Mistress," He sighed and I could feel his humid breath on my skin."Kiss my ass, Slave-Daddy, show me how much you love your Mistress-Daughter."I stared into my mother's eyes, smiling and licking my. He threw the mike back at the dashboard angrily and opened the door. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, retrieved one and lit it. He took a long drag and leaned against the car. ‘You want one?’ Nick shook his head. ‘No thanks, I don’t smoke,’ he replied. To this the officer shrugged and put the pack away. ‘My name’s Matt,’ he offered, extending his hand to Nick. Nick shook it nervously, his uncertainty and fear came back, realizing the situation was no closer to being solved than.