I need to report it stolen and then contact my insurance company.’ The Policeman, looking bored picked up a pen and started to fill in the form, ‘...ame Sir?’ ‘Michael Stewart….the cars a real classic Merc, bought it a year ago. Four point two litre roadster convertible……..made in nineteen eighty six in Astral Silver…….black soft top. Not many made that colour so probably stolen to order……personal number plate…..M 1 C K Y.’ By the time Michael had finished speaking the policeman was staring at. This room gives the appearanceof a jail cell. Ashley is no where in this small room. I get as close tothe wall of bars as I can, my head doesn't fit through the bars so myforehead is pressed against the bars. I yell for Ashley when I hear somesort of movement down the hall, but can't see anything as it's pitchblack. The only light is the flickering dim light in my cell. The noiseis slowly getting louder, it's moving towards me. When I begin to seethe shadow emerge from the hallway. It's an. Another room off to the side of the orgy was empty with a banquet like couch in one corner, I opened up my frock coat and sat down. A young man in his twenties sat down beside me and told me how beautiful I was and how great my legs looked. He started to rub my stockinged leg... then got on his knees and pulled my very hard cock out of my panties. He then began to give me a beautiful blow job. I leaned back and enjoyed, then a hunky guy walked over and watched us as he stroked his cock. He. Heather nodded. Yes of course I said. Do you come all over her back like you did with me? No I said. She said why not? I told her that I usually cum inside her mom and that is what she wants. She always begs me to cum in her. Heather continued with some more questions. The last questions had to do with masturbating. She wanted to know if we ever did it in front of each other. I told her that sometimes after we cum, if we are still heated up, we will touch ourselves and cum for each other..