Christine chose a lull in the conversation to say, "So John, can I get you to sign a contract on the second property."John smiled at Christine and her...direct question and said, "Christine, I like the house a lot but I'm not sure I can agree to all of the details of the purchase."Christine looked into John's eyes and said, "I see." After a moment she added, "You are welcome to make any offer you like."Christine thought to herself, "I wonder what would satisfy him." Suddenly, an amusing thought. I started putting my hand down her jeans, " I can't do anything, I started my period this morning." she said with a sad face. " But, I'll suck you dry, OK?" she added.She went wild sucking and pumping my shaft while I softly caressed her sexy round breast. She held my cock head at the opening of her wet mouth and sucked it so gentle. Her little eyes looked at me so sexy before I knew what was going on I managed to cum in her mouth. She smiled and sucked my cum in.I kissed her softly and said,. I realised they had noticed a finger of hers had slipped inside her vulva. It could be seen from her rear. "Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!" She breathed as he did the invasive and humiliating thing I had seen a moment of. The officer watching barked at her to keep still. He remarked she had a mark on her bottom too. Was it a love bite there too, he wanted to know!The third clip revealed to me, on this fateful day I saw it, that at least some of my fears were well founded. The scene I'd dreamed about in booze. Jean was small, perky tits, her hair wrapped into a bun at the top of her head. She'd been a cheerleader and valedictorian in high school. She'd almost gotten into Harvard but had to settle for Brown. She was smart but not smart enough to go into anything usefull like law or medicine. She was an English student and, even with a Harvard degree, had to work for her grad school. But she borught her study to work with her--quiet, attentive, rigid--she did everything by the books. A perfect.