There really wasnt much room in this place, making it perfect for trapping someone. I curiously brought my hand up and poked his chest as I managed to...move my semi hard nipples against his body, clueing him into what I was wanting. You know how much I wanted to get my hands on you from the minute you got here. How fucking adorable you looked in your little shirts and glasses. The boy beard doesnt hurt either. I was now on top of him, my face so close to his we could have kissed. You make me. My own cock hardened and popped out of my panties and rubbed against my tight wine-red and cum-stained miniskirt. After answering all of his questions, we were both horny and this cut the tension. We both chuckled a bit as I swallowed but then spit a bit. He held a bottle of water and had me rinse out, then told me he was going to take me back to my car. He added that I would stay locked up until we got there for appearances and also to remind me of how not-fun it was to be in the rear of a cop. He wanted to beat the life out of the man. ‘I have to tell him, Niko.’ ‘To hell with him.’ ‘No. He doesn’t deserve this. The least I can do is tell him myself,’ Camille said quietly. ‘Just how do you plan to do that?’ ‘Well, I could go into Cabool tomorrow and give him a call.’ ‘That would be pretty foolish, Camille.’ ‘I’ll keep a low profile. Don’t worry.’ Niko wanted to shake her. He decided to try diplomacy instead. ‘Baby,’ he said, pulling her back against him again. ‘Don’t you think it can. I only discovered this after my wife told me what a good writer I was and I innocently searched for sex stories. As I say, I have recently written a few short stories for my wife, which has spiced up our sex life beyond imagination. We have always had a reasonably good sex life, but since I began sending her notes it has become even better. I think the first time I wrote a note was a day following a session where my wife asked me what I was thinking about. I really felt I could not tell her the.