.. I hate you!"I laughed hugely before aiming my eyes back to the place between our bodies - where my hard pole move in and out of her sexy wet hole. ...er inner labia appearing to cling to my hard cock possessively at each withdrawal.Her grunting was getting louder and I knew what that meant!"Tell me you love my cock?" I stopped my movements - knowing the threats I had to use to get her to agree to say any such thing. She would never willingly say any bawdy comment - no matter how intimate we. .." Amandastepped back to her vanity. She leaned back against it. "Andspeaking of your Mommy... we won't be talking about any of thiswith her, am I right about that?"Doug looked almost afraid at the thought. "No, no way! I don'ttell Mom nothin".Amanda paused, her hand hovering over the little zipper on herhip- looked at him. "Say: 'I won't tell, Auntie Amanda'".Doug was dry-mouthed, but he managed: "I- I won't tell anyone,Auntie Amanda." Very good, Nephew Dougie". This time, unlike this. "I'll make sure to let your superiors know how ably you have handled this investigation. Now, if you will excuse me, I had better bring my daughter home. You'll hear from me, Miss Jorgensen. I promise."Then he was gone, and Detective Riordan snorted. "Listen, Jorgensen. I suggest you had better take those anger management classes Mr. Dresdner was talking about. Any other scenario, like another victim with no delegate for a father, and you'd be facing charges. You hit him at least four times,. We used to do everything as one steady shot with a fixed camera. In the last couple of months we've begun using multiple cameras from different angles." And this takes all of your time?"I nodded. "A lot more than I thought. I can't very well do this anywhere else, either." K see." He looked troubled. "Is this ... Is this effecting the rest of your classes?" Not as much as you might think. When I can't get to the equipment, I do my other homework. If you check with my mother you'll see I get my.