"When I was a little girl, my daddy and I were as close as you could get. We did everything together, and he always had time for me. I had two brother..., so I always had to fight to defend myself against them, but my daddy would give them hell if they ever hurt me."She stopped for a minute, and I could tell that she was dredging up painful memories. I didn't want her to have to experience the pain of them for our benefit, but before I could say anything, she started speaking again."When I was. . . nail. Does that hurt? Answer me.Fuck, yes.How 'bout that. Next one. Mmm hmm.Ooojjjhhhh . . .Damn, she's twitching right around my cock! Yer doin' gooood.Given what you've said, I'm not surprised. Alright. So. Two in the good hand, now let's put a few in where it matters on her. Uhhh; nipple. Uhhh, other nipple.Hhhh. Hhh. Hhhh. Hhhh.Is this hard yet, darlin'? Heh, heh, good. We'll put a few here where it's so wonderfully wet. Right . . . along . . . there. Yeah.Oh, godddd.Gotta. I try to turn my head to get you to stop, but in response you tighten your grip on my hair and hold my head in place. your lips seperating from mine with one last nibble on my bottom lip as you move to my ear instead, biting a little hard on my earlobe and tugging on it with your teeth before slowly running the tip of your tongue up the inside of my ear, whispering "we both know you like it" before pulling your head back to look at me with a wicked little grin that says prove me wrong if you. D. Miss Delgado. We need to ask you a few questions.’ ‘About what? I haven’t been anywhere or done anything that I should be in trouble for!’ He could hear fear in her voice. ‘Oh, no, Miss Delgado… you’re not in any kind of trouble. We need to ask you some questions about… a personal item that was found that we think belongs to you. Could you please come to the door and identify it for us?’ He heard her approach the door. He stood to one side so she couldn’t see him by just cracking the door.