Ashley looked to be in her mid-20’s (making her very nearly half my age) I guess and stood maybe 5ft 5 her heels. Her dark skin tone, raven-black, h...ir, smoldering eyes belied her American Indian ancestry, and even sported a cute upturned nose to boot. While petite, she wasn’t truly thin in her scrubs, and appeared to have just a bit of ‘pooch/chub’ to her belly, telling me she had children.“Remember me from the office? I’m Ashley.” She said. She wasn’t letting go of me, and that worked fine.. Then I take her hand and made it place on my thigh.I placed my shaluva on both of us. Slowly I kept my palm on her boob. She put pressure with her head on my shoulder and made little grip my thigh with her hand.I slowly start to press her boob. I under stood that I have the girl. Now I place my hand on her waist through the slit of her dress. With another hand I massaging her fingers which are on my thigh. i moved my hand on to her tummy. She is on damn heat. I tease with my fingers and palm on. She took her hands from between her legs, putting the glass dildo on a cabinet beside the bed. "I need you in here," said the Chief. "Now, Saskia." "Can I finish up what I was doing, Chief?" asked Bumfelt, slipping her 36 C breasts into a bra. "No. Yes.. Err, look, just get your ass in here, Detective." On the other side of the city….. Ratko Bonkabitch had the hooker with the big tits pushed up against the window and was pounding her from behind, hard- one big hand pulling her pelvis back so. Check her. Is she breathing? Yes. She?s OK? I think. Strap the blindfold onto her. It?s special. Completely covers her eyes. Bring straps around back of head then around neck then around neck again to back of neck then buckle and lock. Good! That?s done. She can?t see now.OK! Let?s go now! Careful! Don?t attract attention. Home soon. She?s waking, mumbling, crying.?Where am I? What?s happening? I can?t see! Please! Say something! Who are you? Where am I? Please!?Remain quiet. Increases.