" "Oh no! Not that. I'll do anything!" "Why are you talking back to me with that attitude? I am just helping you live out your fantasy. You will have ...o be punished for that outburst." She once again changed the nipple clamps and I was dying from the pain."Please stop Mistress. Please milk me, but please don't change the clamps again!" "Very well." With that Mistress Angel began to stroke my cock and when I exploded she made sure to catch every drop in the container."Tell me how you really feel. Penny squirmed a bit and broke our kiss.“I want to feel your skin against mine,” she whispered.I began unbuttoning her blouse and when I got to the third button, she grabbed my hands and stopped me.“Here?” she asked, suddenly nervous.“We’ll end up in bed, but yes, here. And someday we’ll make love in the sauna, and cuddle in my whirlpool. When we have more time.”“Really?” she said, now excited and nervous at the same time.“Yes, really. We can make love in any room of the house, even every room. Then he got off, stood me on the toilet and looked me up and down with a grin. He asked if I wanted to feel better and I nodded. Okay, lift your skirt, he said which I did and he told me I looked beautiful, all clean shaven and pink. He licked his lips before moving his head in close and sniffing. He was mumbling under his breath as he smelled my excited thirteen-year old snatch. Then he pushed out his tongue and started to flick the tip at my young pussy. His tongue was darting up and down, in. "Gotta see if your stories hang together." one said, which seemed reasonable.The interview was a touch aggressive, but I thought I handled it well. After around a half-hour the cop left, and one of the others replaced him, and went through the same procedure. Finally the first returned and said, "We checked your story, and it fits. The guy at your motel remembers the Ernie guy dropping the clock off. And it looks like this Ernie has gone AWOL. We'll take the clock. May have some of his prints.