“You know, you’re beautiful, all women deserve to here that, I’m sorry he cheating on you, I wouldn’t have if I had you.”She stared at me, b...t her lip again, she slid her Glock & Badge off. I reached over to kiss her she backed off a bit.Agent Starling: “Are you sure you want to do this, I won’t stop you if you do.”“Only if you want to?”Agent Starling then launched at me we kissed passionately, she was the more aggressive one, I didn’t really know what I was doing. She grabbed my dick started. .Me, I loved her this feeling and this to please a man, so I am surprisedto drop his pants. Without hesitation, I instinctively (as if I had donethis all my life), delicately I extracted his cock from his underpants,it was so tense that it literally exploded under my eyes and in my face,it looked like I was freeing her from this place too small for her whereshe had been locked up. The gesture of deliverance that I operatedpleased me a lot more, it stimulated me to see this beautiful its. "I told you that we were going to play it my way, so here it is. Ever since the first time I wore my mothers silk panties to high school under my jeans, being a woman in public has made me feel so sexy and pretty. It took me a while to get up the nerve to go out in public dressed as the woman that I am, but once I did I realized just how exhilarating it can be! My blouse against my skin, lacy underwear, and my legs feeling the cool night air. Such a turn on in ways that you can't understand.. He didn’t want Whitney on the team in the first place. I thought they had a truce of some sort the past few games but I don’t understand why he’d just punch out a player on the court. I don’t think Whitney was involved but it happened right after that foul. Basketball is too rough a sport. It was one thing when she was just going to camp. Playing on a boys’ team wasn’t such a great idea. I’m going to pull her from the team. I can’t have her around that kind of activity.”I was venting, rambling,.