I licked my lips, having waited for that moment, then guided her to my table where I bent her forwards as I knelt behind her.She was quite my type, a ...ell-rounded, feminine woman with a butt that just asked to be fucked. I opened a few other straps, until her leather garments around her waist came all loose and fell to the floor, giving me easy access to the whole area between her legs. Then I began to lick her, starting at her dark, curly pubic hair, tasting the sweat and juices emanating from. ” Mike had never performed oral on me, and knowing that Ritchie was as eager as I was, I started kissing my way down his chest turning myself around as I worked my way down until I was licking the head of his cock and his head was between my knees. As I sucked his cock into my mouth, I shuddered with pleasure as he seized the invitation and I felt him lightly stroking my sensitive buns as his hot tongue began exploring my soft folds, driving me to the edge of an orgasm. I didn’t want to climax. I was starting to lose it completely but what else could I do? “SOMEONE PLEASE CALL THE COPS AND TELL THEM I HAVE THE RAPIST!” Still nothing and I was now straining to raise my voice above a couple decibels.Just as I was about to give up, I heard someone. “What’s going on?”“Please get the police,” I croaked. “I’ve caught a rapist they’re looking for.”“We are the police,” one said as two cops came around the corner of another house. When they both got next to me, their eyes followed down my gun. That’s it, he thought. He left the room and hustled back in a few minutes later, charcoal pencils and erasers in one hand, a large sketching pad in the other. He laid on the floor, the shadows sweeping from left to right across the dark hardwood floor. His tears were dry, his eyes focused, and his hands started racing over the paper. * * * Cynthia Holloway cruised along Route 36, ignoring the speed sign when she entered Armitage, Pop. 8600. The top was down, the moon was up, and the winds were.