Unexpectedly Angela pushed down with new urgency, her lips locked onto mine in a passionate kiss, her tongue thrust deeply into my mouth and her hips ...oubled their speed. This was like a shot of electricity. My cock exploded and my brain exploded and I thrust my hips upwards to meet Angela’s. Angela let out a soft cry from deep in her throat and her pussy walls contracted and quivered around my exploding cock. My come shot out and I pinched her right nipple harder hopefully driving a bolt of. It was like when I was younger and being tickled by my auntie, but that wasn’t sex. She kept telling me, “Keep going, keep going.” She got more and more physical and excited. I had to wrap my arms around her legs to hold on to her tight and pushed my face onto her cunt and really licked and sucked her clit and she kept getting more and more excited and was almost crying with the pleasure she was having. I was enjoying the taste of her cunt as a little bit of stuff was coming out of her and her. My mother was a judge, and she had a lot of power, but again, not the kind of power I wished to wield. I wanted the right to protect and take life. Judges think they have that but they don’t. They have too many rules to follow. Their hands are tied for the most part. Cops have no such bindings. Must be why the police profession appeals to me so much. At my college campus, there were quite a few interesting people. I’ve always been an intellectual at heart. I read a lot. Books written by Stephen. I'll have to get used toputting on my makeup every morning, doing my hair, keeping myfingernails and toenails painted all the time (to meet with yourapproval), having a completely different type of wardrobe than I grew upwearing (with all of the buttons on the wrong side), getting used towearing the high heels you love seeing me in almost every day, keepingmy arms and legs shaved... and my face will need shaving twice a day,not to mention all of the facial and body moisturizing routines.