The submissive policewoman and I got along real good because we could always see the humor in some real kinky situations and she had the nicest boobs ...nd tempting heart-shaped backside I had ever pleasured other than my Princess and perhaps the more mature Mrs. Stern who enforced her urge to make me give up all dignity to get her pants down to her ankles. She was truly an enforcer of discipline to any male or female that received her feminine favors behind a closed door or in the back of a. She abruptly stomped off to the bathroom to wash the offending glob from her shirt, gooky hands held fearfully out to her sides.Alana took Megan’s place at the picnic table. She sat much closer to me than her friend had. “Mind if I take over?” she asked cheerily, Megan’s discarded knife already in her palm.“Do you know what you’re doing, or are you going to freak out on me too?”“I’ve fished a few times.”Deft hand, indeed. Within five seconds, she’d removed the guts and bloodline. She tossed. “Well, maybe we can both teach each other some moves later… I admit it felt better when you did it for me too” I responded. Suddenly I heard my mom in the other room talking on the phone and that reminded me that we had to go! I dropped my towel and made sure Alice got a good look before putting on some briefs and my pants. “See you out there” Alice said, as she left the room. I walked out of the room ready to go, and saw my mom by the door getting her keys. I didn't know if I should say. Uday: Madam, his name is Babulal. A very nice boy. He will give us a half an hour ride. I know him and so we are safe here. Me: Uday, you are a genius. Babulal: Uday bhaiya, please get up quickly. We should not stand here like this. My heart was almost skipping beats, as the setting was so romantic — dim moonlight, calm river, small boat, no one around and am with a lovable male. I was already wet down my panty and now simply wanted Uday on my flesh. Me: Uday, please tell Babulal to turn to.