Not even Paul knew I had a secret study built into the kids' panic room because the door into that room was fitted with a lock that only I could open ...sing NP from the inside.]"You can study AND talk?" Even better than that: I can study and have sex!" Not until you've explained yourself you can't! All the time we were having breakfast, talking, even when you were manipulating them with your wonderful sob story, you were studying at the same time?" Yep. It's been almost a year and half since I. "Elizabeth was giving me a 'BLOW-JOB' you see!" Britt-Chanelle confessed. Officer Bonnie Clarke paused for a moment. She snatched a hurried deep breath."You want 'a piece of the action' too?" the prostitute asked. Bonnie felt her face turn a soft shade of red. It had been almost six months since she'd been pleasured. She'd been hut emotionally, by her estranged husband. And, had sought the rather dubious charms of a lesbian 'Drug Addict' in the backseat of her police car... Leaning over from. I also had to do it so Jean couldn't see just between Elen and me. The thoughts of flashing my cock to Elen were making me hard and I wondered if I could keep my cock down long enough for it to fall out of my shorts, when Elen was sitting across from me. I went down to find Jane at the sink doing some washing up, her cute butt wriggling as she played with dishes. I stood in the doorway watching her as I'd done many a time before when we were married. That usually ended with me coming up behind. ’ ‘Well, if you do that, I will most likely finish up in jail, Emily. Perhaps you’d prefer that to having those bastards locked away?’ That was a lie again on my part. The advantage of not telling Emily what I was planning was that she couldn’t rat on me to the police, as she had no idea whether my plan was already in motion or not. Nothing illegal had happened yet, so if she did wish to take some personal revenge against me, by reporting me to the police, well, there wasn’t anything they could.