After all, it wasn't my body that had been hurt -it was Kirsty's. I armoured myself in that denial."I don't remember." I had to say that a lot. I don'... think the copsbelieved me."What were you doing in Evan's flat?" I don't remember." Did you have sex with Evan?" I don't remember." Is this the skirt you were wearing?"I don't remember."During another police interview I said "I don't remember," to most ofthe questions. When I started crying they left me alone. I cried a lot;the whole process was. It excites me when I turn her on.I stand up & remove my clothes a few feet away from the couch. You turn around with open blouse, black nylons, your beautiful, sexy eyes & a smile that’s not quite a smile and you crawl on your hands & knees to me.I fist my cock as you come to me. When you are directly in front of me, you run your nails along my thighs, while you are in kneeling position. Then move your hands to my cock & balls. We look into each other’s eyes as you finally place my cock in your. I hung my head as she spanked me a few more times with the belt. She leaned over my back and told me that she just wanted to redden my cheeks up a little before giving me the fuck of my life.I heard her toss the belt to the ground and then a cool sensation as she poured lube on my ass crack and around my hole. Then a pause as I knew she was lubing up her cock really good as well. Then I felt that heavy cock resting on top of my ass and then rubbing up and down my crack."Ohhh fuckkk!" I moaned. I rose up on my knees and crawled forward with my cock hard and ready and lowered it into her pussy, letting just the tip touch inside her. She rocked causing the tip to slip inside her hiding the tip as she released her labia that clasped my cock head like a blanket, grabbed my butt and pulled me into her, deep and hard, groaning as it sank in her."Janine, are you watching this? Can you see his cock going into my little cunny, fucking me like the slut I am? I wanted his cock for so long and oh.