Your wearing a tight blouse showing lots of cleavage with no bra. a skimpy mini skirt rides high above your knees showing off your ass. in your stilet...os your walk over to me, running your hand down my chest you grab my cock through my pants. i wrap my hands in your hair and pull your head back as you press you body against mine. i pull you skirt up, and run a finger over your clit. " your not wearing any panties" i say, " get on your knees". using both hands you undo my belt and pull my pants. The place did not look like any of the interrogation rooms you saw on police TV shows, mainly because the room was so small. The cramped location was not much bigger than an average sized home bathroom.An older burly man with 'law enforcement' written all over his face maneuvered his bulk around the beaten metal table and plopped into a chair. He dropped a set of file folders on the table top and motioned in two more men standing in the doorway."Sit there please" the big man said pointing out. We are thrusting faster now. I thrust up as you come down. You are using all my dick, going up till only my knob keeps you open then pushing down hard to grind your pussy on me. I am controlling myself. When you cum this time I plan to carry you to bed and continue fucking you till you cannot cum any more.I hold you tight, gentle kisses till your breathing is back to normal. Leaning you back so I can see me in you. It is such a turn on. My dick completely fills you. Your lips stretched to take. To know what sorta things I'm into, what I'm thinking, what I like or dislike.Without any further introduction, let's get started on my first story.Chapter 1:This story takes place a few years back, before I lived in Japan. I was talking to some guy online on a website that isn't really about porn, but we all know even on innocent-looking websites a lot of people are looking for sex. We talked for quiet a while and it wasn't anything interesting, just the usual stuff you would talk about to get.