Kristina began to moan softly as he lapped at her honey. Her climax slowly started to build inside and she was fighting like mad to keep it at bay. Fu...iously she was battling the urge to thrust when he stopped, and she heard his melodic voice again. “I want you to come for me sweetheart. Come inside my mouth. I want to taste you, all of you.” He released the pressure of this thumb from her clit and replaced it with his mouth. Firmly he increased the suction as he gradually glided his finger. ..”“I’m Lieutenant Caldwell and this is Lieutenant Cox. We also need to speak with a Ms. Christine Roberts, Ma’am.”Christine was at the door by then. “What’s this? Why...”“Could we please come inside?” the female Lieutenant asked.“But what...”“We would really like to speak to the two of you in private,” Lieutenant Caldwell insisted.Both call girls’ immediate thoughts were that they were going to be busted for prostitution, but these weren’t cops, and why now, since they hadn’t done anything in. "Lisa blushed deeply. "Okay. You've made your point."We managed to eat our meal and put on some running clothes and left the house. Lisa started a jogging pace. She said, "I never really pushed you when we ran last time, did I?" No, dear. My running has always been a run not a jog. Following behind you is fun. You have a great ass and I love to watch it under those little shorts."We had reached the pond. She stopped and said, "I wonder if you will like it this way." She pulled her shorts off. We had recently had a huge argument about religion and she was still looking fairly pissed off with me. The beautiful vision of loveliness was introduced as Tyke. 'Tyke?' I queried, smiling and gazing into her big, brown eyes. 'I was born in Yorkshire but had to move to London to live with relatives when my Mum and Dad divorced. My cousins called me Tyke because of my accent and it sort of stuck,' she explained. AC/DC came on the sound system and the other girls got up to dance. Tyke stayed.