‘Now let’s see, Bra or Panties, Bra or Panties, Bra or Panties? I think,’ he paused and continued with, ‘we will go with panties. Stand closer...to Dad as you take it off.’ Sherry blushed helplessly and she lowered her panties standing inches from her future father-in-law and stood with her panties resting at her ankles, her gorgeous landing-strip pussy exposed. ‘Oh God, Sherry! I don’t believe this!’ exclaimed Carol again. Sherry clasped her hands over head without being instructed and Matt let. She sighed and laid her head against my shoulder; our prisoner looked disgusted.Moments later two police cars turned onto Wisconsin from Garrison Street and pulled up to the curb in front of us. "Put the gun down," the driver of the first one said through her loudspeaker. I placed the pistol on the sidewalk and kicked it away where neither I nor the injured kidnapper could reach it; then I raised my hands.The cars disgorged an ethnically diverse quartet of cops. One of them, a compact young man. She looked at me lustily as I tasted her. I felt her hand unzip my trousers and she reached inside and began stroking my cock. I was so turned on it was all I could do not to cum there and then. I felt her hands gently rub my tip through my boxers, expertly using her finger nails on my rock hard shaft teasing me. She cuped my balls and massaged them. She knew how to tease my cock and I responded by alternately driving my fingers inside her with gently circling her delicious clit. She shifted. Shit…crack the curtain…leave it just enough she can see in…dick…beat it real quick! Abandoning his hair lathering, he quickly latched on to his cock and began to pump it to plump it up some. Not that it needed much. He’d just dumped a load and it was still bloated and swollen from the transaction. “Great,” Stacy hissed. Looking back at the dark hallway, she sighed once more and reached up for the doorknob. “Okay, coming in…hide it if you don’t want it looked at,” she added as a last minute.