"I caught the fist that swung at me and twisted and stepped and slugged the man. He went down and I pulled my nightstick, "ENOUGH!"The other two men h...ld up their hands as the other constables pushed through the crowd. I looked at the smug owner, "how did this start?"He lifted his hands, "I have no idea constable."I nodded, "very well Mr Egel. I will be issuing you a citation for public disturbance."He straightened, "you can not do that."I bent and yanked one of the men up, "you are responsible. My frustration and arousal increasing, I scurry off to my car intent on finding the quickest way home. Getting into my car I can feel my black and hot pink lacy thong sticking to my hot wet slit, after wiggling back and forth a couple times, I slowly peel them off and shove them in my purse before starting off for home. It doesn't take me long to come to the conclusion that I am never making it home without addressing my throbbing clit. Before I realize it I am parked in the back of a dark. Careful not to tug at my anklet just yet. Your hand runs up the sole of my foot and then to my calf as you work your lips and tongue up my body. In my sleep I sense something and roll onto my back. Out of the sure bliss and dreaming of making love to you I open my legs which make you smile because you can still tell that I am asleep. And even now I obey your demands. You work on both legs softly touching, caressing, kissing and licking. You make your way you my womanhood and take a nice long. Now, I had the night, the whole night. The only one who would miss Alia had sent her to me. I dropped my lips lower and Alia gasped. I had hurriedly done this before, I suspect poorly. Tonight, I would take my time. I wanted to hear her, to feel her, to let her know how deeply I felt. I heard a small whimper when my lips found her sex. She was unbelievably warm, on the verge of hot. I tentatively traced her moist opening with my tongue and she moaned deeply. She tasted of sweet oil. I braved to.