Maybe this is what happens to the ones that don’t end up at my door. I grin at Jimmy and nod like I was expecting this, hiding from him that I’m w...y off the trail without a map and compass, never mind GPS. I start to wonder: if he’s this much of a twisted little fuck, what can I make him do?“Well now, Jimmy. I think it had better be ‘Mistress Santos’ from now on, don’t you?” I raise my eyebrows. Jimmy pauses for a moment, realising that this is about more than just names. He swallows, grins,. As he slides his shaft deep in my throat you slowly pull out, and as you slide back in he pulls his cock out. I feel you deep inside me while my tongue flicks around the head of his..."Are you O.K. Honey"My wife's voice shocks me into reality, and I can only hope she does not see my hand stroking myself through my shorts."Yes, yes. Just deep in thought about..." And it looks like a good thought. I hate to interrupt but I NEED you for a little while."As I stand up I hope she does not see the. I didn't know how to initiate this, desperately wanting something dirtier than I'd ever experienced to happen. So I eventually said to my step-daughter, "You don't have to do this you know?" Yep, I know. But I wanna," and much to my shock, got up off the chair, moved over to the bed where I was naked under the covers, and said, "Yeah. I wanna do this."I wanted it so fucking bad. She surprised me by her actions. She surprised me by her words. And I wanted something so dirty, taboo, immoral and. "Mister Braddock, can you think of anyone who might have wanted to destroy all your work?"Keven laughed mirthlessly. "Hardly all my work, but I understand. It was all my new work. No, I don't think I've ever made any enemies that hate me this much. Can you tell me what happened?"The detective considered that and slowly nodded. "Yeah, someone threw a brick through the front window and followed it up with a Molotov cocktail. The front of the building was an inferno within seconds. All the.