With this temptress trying to break my self control I could feel the semen welling up my shaft waiting for a swift release all I could think was – I...cannot hold on any longer she is breaking me- “miss may I please be released I would love to service you” with a crack my skin began to sting she had hit me across the nipple with the riding crop I provided, the sting was a brief and momentary distraction as she continued to jerk me off with one hand, while she was tracing the crop down my body. When he used his teeth, a sharp hiss escaped my mouth and my back arched. His hand had been busy; slowly making its way down to my crotch and his fingers gently stroked the smooth, shaved skin and tickled the insides of my thighs. My legs seem to spread of their own accord to make sure he had all the access he needed. I could feel him chuckling as he sucked my breast and his cock pushed against my thigh. Now that got my attention and as much as I was enjoying what he’s doing, I wanted to see. "Ceri, could you do me a favour, please. Help me get my boots off?"Ceri could barely refuse, even if she wanted to. She knelt as Sara presented her boots to her. Ceri unzipped the long boots, the soft leather in her hands as the first boot was removed. Sara placed her foot on Ceri's thigh as she presented her other boot. Ceri removed it."And the socks, please?"Ceri removed Sara's socks revealing her immaculate toes. Sara stood, the crotch of her tight trousers a foot away from Ceri's face." I. What did I know?…when the parents were called into the station you would have thought I had committed murder. Angus Beasley was screaming and demanding I be charged with grievous bodily harm. My mum was crying but Dad was quietly assessing the situation. Sergeant Rogers had enough of the theatrics and told everybody to shut up. He would be conducting interviews and decisions would be made from there. Angus Beasley was told to go to the hospital and check on his son with Constable Rawlins.