I could feel the stupid grin on my face as Connie drove me home from the party. After a year of thinking I had lost my mind for falling in love with a...gay girl she had told me she loved me, she had agreed to marry me. As I looked at what was tome the world’s most beautiful woman I saw a reflection of my grin on her face. Slowly, however, her expression changed. Deep thought and flashes of anxiety crossed her face. That was followed by a look of decision and resolve. I tried not to panic. I told. He laughed, and I followed his lead and laughter too, as he reasoned it probably sounded like sex from far off. I was impressed with how quickly he had come up with the story! The older, experienced officer didn’t totally buy into the story, but since we were fully dressed and just standing there, there was nothing he could do. He “advised” us to vacate the alley behind the arena and let us go. We quickly got into the truck and I drove around to the front as quickly as possible, the police. The taste of this shit was so bitter, but my face gave no hintof my discomfort.After taking forever to get dressed, I decided (or rather Katiedecided) that low pig tails were appropriate for today. I tied themwith a pink ribbon each before I finished. As I smoothed out my outfitand checked myself in the mirror, I would have given anything to fuckthis girl once upon a time. I could feel a chilly breeze on myhairless legs, and I decided to step into some stockings before slidingmy feet into. I want you to make my lips swell at the collision when you bottom out. I want you to twist your fingers in my hair and yank. Use the reins to control my movements. I want my nose smashed up against your pubis and your balls pressed up against my chin. I want thick cords of saliva dangling from your shaft as I struggle to keep up with how fast and how rough you are. I want you to compel my face to your balls and ass and have me lick and suck both.I want you to pull me over your lap and spank me..