Her sleep shirt slipped off over her head, destined to mop up her drops of pleasure on the floor before they marred the old wood again. On hands and k...ees, she unconsciously smiled as she rocked back and forth, dabbing at the spilled moisture. There were several older discolored spots on the floor beneath her desk chair. Mairead had told the girls that they were coffee spills, but her grin said there was more to the story. In the mirror on the closet door, Mairead saw her heavy breasts hanging. "If we had known what was going on we might have been able to delay him." I am just grateful you did not know," Dudley told him, "He has already murdered three young girls and is a very dangerous man. I think you would have been in grave danger if you had tried to tackle him. Now I have to get back to oversee what is going on. I will get someone to you soon."When Dudley got back to the group the officer in the patrol car said,"He is turning into an industrial estate and our car is hanging well. You give out a little moan as my fingers enter your pussy. You look at my pants. “Looks like you need a hand too.” You say with a little smirk. I pull my fingers from your pussy and lick them clean as you watch. I push down on your shoulders telling you ”Since you made me this way, you should do something about it.”Saying nothing you just go right to your knees. You start to unzip my pants. While you look me in my eyes. “To be honest, it has been way to long since I have gotten a nice dick.”. He held his left arm underneath me, cupping my right breast but also supporting some of my weight.I started to cry, mostly from fear, but partly because I felt so loved and cared for."I'm sorry, honey," I said. "I really am." I know," he whispered.His right hand pulled back and swatted me full on the bottom, over the skirt. It was a strong spank. It set the tone. I gasped and said "Ow" or something, resisting the urge to try to avoid more.His left hand slid down and around to my right side,.