Of course, I would need to actually write the report, or nobody would ever trust me, again. I didn't think that this would be too difficult, since it ...nly had to be a report, not a good report!That evening, I discussed the project with my parents. Mother was dubious, but Dad thought that it was a great idea. He knew some policemen, so he could introduce me. Dad would set up the first meeting for the first day after school was out for the summer. After that, it was up to me. I was so excited. They were showing a lot of appreciation, and I was loving it all.I waited for the next track to start before I started unbuttoning my dress, but I left the two buttons at the bottom done up. Then I laid myself down on the four guys at the front so that they could complete the job. One guy did the job on the buttons, and my dress fell open.They started to touch me, mainly up and down my stockinged legs, but before they could get too carried away, I stood up and started dancing again.Putting the. I leaned forward and I could feel my clit begin to rub against him. My whole body felt like it was ready to explode. Just after I came I was still bouncing on him and he grabbed my hips trying to make me speed back up. Just as he was starting to get close, a car pulled into his lot and the lights shone across us. I looked up just as a guy driving a tow truck drove past and he was looking right at us! I was laughing as I began to pump myself into her used pussy. Knowing that just a short time. Breaking the kiss, he said, “Don’t worry, my sweet baby girl… you’re in good hands.”And with that, he resumed his southern trek from her magnificent breasts down to the top of the panties. She lifted her bottom as he gently pulled her pants down over her slim hips, reaching back up to bring her panties down along with them. Down her long, smooth legs, and off, to the floor. Santana laid there, naked in front of her father, and saw the love and desire in his hungry gaze. He wasted no time.