She asked me “do you like it? “I nodded “yes”.Next day she repeated the same and asked me to come inside the dark room. The room was like she ...an see outside but no one can see us from outside. Lot of dust was there. She switched on the dim light and she gave me the magazine and told me to see it. My cock grew hard seeing the photos. I was watching them. She waited for little time and she pressed my cock from top of my School uniform pant. I kept watching the photos. Then she unzipped my pant. “Yes,” he echoes quietly, “We could leave.”They sit with the thought, a plan beginning to take shape in their minds. “We could travel,” he tells her carefully, planting ideas like seeds, “See the world, sail…..eat the most incredible food in the most amazing locations…....make love in every country on the globe,” he continues suggestively, bending his head and catching her earlobe between his teeth.She smiles at his playful suggestions and gasps when he gently tugs on the tender flesh of her. Can I buy you dinner after work?"The sergeant knew it wasn't proper having dinner with a suspect, yet she felt obligated to get more information out of him. Perhaps if he was more relaxed, he would tell her the details of his encounter with Joanna Stephens. To her, it was police work and Kelly O'Brien was a dedicated officer.They ordered dinner of burgers and fries at a family restaurant in Sternfield, less than a half hour away. Kelly had shed her uniform, and was dressed in tight jeans. My head writhed back and forth on the sheets; like I suppose being on an opium high, I felt nothing, yet everything at once. A rush was in his downward drive into me, and little death in every motion of his pull out. I wanted it to never stop. My cock was hard, but I really didn’t give it a second thought. This was about Doug's pleasure in me, and my pleasure in pleasing him so deeply. And Doug wasn't done with me yet. He flipped me onto my stomach, pressed my legs flat together on the bed.