The arrest cell was nothing more than a disused office with a reenforced door and a barred window. Campus police mostly consisted of retired police of...icers, most of them over sixty.Therefore, when the door opened to Lawrence's knock, Luke rushed it. He wasn't a jock but he wasn't a wimp either. He was tall – almost 6'3" – and in reasonably good shape. When he impacted on the door he brushed Lawrence to the side and sent the elderly cop stumbling backwards. Then he was through the door. He took. Her tight purple sweatpants clung to her soft, smooth skin as she slowly undressed and made them all the more eager."Do it sexily. Slowly. Good. Now bring your sexy little ass over here and grind it up against me." He carried on."G-grind...?" She asked. Still looking at his cock."Rub your ass against my cock you dumb slut."She slid her skin tight pants off and moved slowly over to him, she was only in her shiny purple silk underwear now."See, I told you dude." Jeff said, referring to her. In fact I said so and made her go look in a mirror to see for herself. I tied her to a cross, nude. Some flogger, some two handed, some on her ass and some on her back, and she again had trouble. It was clearly hard for her. The look of distress on her face made me wonder, and I talked to her as I continued to hit her. I told her that if she cried that it was ok, that it wouldn't make me stop, that it could stop but she'd have to ask, that crying would not make it stop. This surprised her I. We sat down on the couch and talked for a while. Not really sitting close to each other or flirting much yet so I decided to see if she was still in to doing this… I slid over next to her and she just continued to talk about the TV show we were watching. She had propped her legs up on the coffee table and her gown had slid up exposing her sexy thick black legs. I put my hand on her leg and she immediately put her hand on top of my hand. After a few minutes she looked at our hands and said Mmm.