I just hoped that I would be able to handle it and make my master happy with me again. You, see away from her dad and family, he was a softie, a real ...arshmallow malleable to being bottomed from the top.I had to smile because if her dad knew of that, he would kick her butt all the way to Memphis! However, if I bared my real thoughts and how our relationship really worked in private, pride would go-eth before the fall. I would lose my man and be cast aside. But, it still bothered me as I. My breath smelled of spunk from my earlier slut activities, which Dave seemed to enjoy, judging from the sexual moaning he was making as our lips locked. His tongue slid in my mouth and licked my tongue and teeth, possibly catching any residual spunk still left inside there. I was still holding his cumdrenched cock, wearing only my waspie and spunk stained stockings, which were now almost torn to shreds, like a good sluts stockings should end up! Dave removed his lips from mine, and began to. The idiot was going to pull something, that was for sure.As I pulled into the driveway, it was apparent that he had made his move. There were two McDonough Police cruisers sitting in the driveway. The motherfucker called the cops, what a bitch!As I got out of the truck there was an officer waiting in the garage.“Are you Barnim Badzinski?”“Yes sir, I am. Who might you be?”“I’m Officer Townsend and I need to speak to with you.”“Regarding?”“An altercation earlier.”“That’s possible, but only after. The cool surface of the bed is almost too jarring against our skin as we lie on our sides. There's another moment that almost seems paused again and I wonder what races through your mind. At one time, the idea of crossing any physical borders was so alien. Over time, though, as we grew closer, lustful flashes began to transpire along with the bond we always felt. In those microscopic secret moments where we developed the urge to be more, something beautiful began to bloom. A glint of fear still.