" Not that bad? You two were rolling around in the water and mud in front of at least a hundred people, without the benefit of many clothes. It looked...like a Jerry Springer episode." Daddy, I'm so sorry." SORRY? Is that how ... snort ... a well brought up ... snort ... member of Boston society ... snort ... oh hell!"He burst out laughing, shaking his whole body in mirth, unable to contain it any longer. Hildy had reentered the room, smiling at first but soon laughing along with him."Damn child,. I could feel my legs and handstrembling a little and I could totally feel my nipples, they wereso sensitive, I knew my headlights were on and they kind of feltlike they were glowing with a weird burning-tingling feeling, Ijust wanted to rub them so bad. My pussy was so wet it felt, Idon't know, tinglely too, I guess; kind of deeply-empty; I don'tknow how to explain it but I felt an almost eager-achy feeling. I think if someone would have come up and touched my pussy Iprobably would have fallen. But as I kept kissing and fiddling with her nipples, she put her hand inside my lungi held my dick in her hand shaking it slowly pulling the skin back and forth, as she stood on her toes kissing me like a wild lady her eyes wide open looking into my eyes.Instead of taking it in her mouth, she was on fire she lifted her dress along with the abaya from front and started pushing her pussy to meet my dick, still not sure whether I should proceed I asked her to suck me off, but instead she pulled up. Make sure they don’t leave, and no one goes in until you’re told different.’ ‘Yes Sarge!’ ‘Oh and you had better introduce yourself to the owner, he’s an old friend of ours, retired copper from the Met. Let him know you’re there and that were on the case.’ Getting up, the young officer, only six months out of training grabbed his hat, put on his jacket and walked out towards his car, totally unarmed as all British coppers on the beat are, their only defence against the world their folded up.