However, I did not mention this fact to her for fear it would interfere with our pleasure. I instinctively moved my mouth upward to her pubic bone and...passionately kissed her all around in this tender region working my way to her navel, my tongue finding it and circling within it leaving a trail of moistness. Eventually, my mouth moving up to the lower part of her breast, slightly sucking the area all around it, both hands clasping one of them and feeling the softness in my hands. My mouth. Her legs weren't long enough to reach the floor and her right foot was swinging a little bit.It was the standard cheerleader's uniform - the panties were blue, thicker than normal panties but not quite shorts. Her butt was facing me as I came through the kitchen door. I stopped in my tracks as I saw her.I don't know how long I stood there just watching her. She was so beautiful. My first love, who didn't want to have anything to do with me. I decided then that if she was going to give it up for. “Mr. Pearson, this is a warrant to search the premises,” said one gray-haired man, snapping a piece of paper in front of my face. “Get him out of here.”“Wait!” I yelled, struggling to get free of the hands that were holding me. “There must be some mista...”I didn’t get to say anything more as I was spun around to smash into the front door jamb. My glasses went flying.“That’s resisting arrest, pervert!” hissed the officer who had slammed me into the jamb.“Hey!” admonished the first man. “Just. "I see you realised already that there's no way you can get out of this and that you have to do whatever I want. So let's start bitch, get naked for your Master. And remember, not one of that slutty mouth of yours, because I will hurt your pussy bad if you disobey me. Well bitch I don't see you getting your clothes off, hurry up." He slaps her face hard so she won't forget who's in charge.After she's all naked Master takes out a collar that had "Pig slave" written down on it, puts it around her.