" Ok, how do we up the ante? " Carl asked."We need another slave ... or two," Randy interjected.Matt jumped in, "The last of our inventory is being tr...cked out of the Nimitz now. Give me a minute to make a call."While Matt was on the phone, Carl revised in his head the approach and the words he would use with Steve. The concept of most interviews, the police do not use the word interrogation, is for the subject to perceive a threat to themselves or someone else. They could not threaten Steve,. Then he unbuttoned and slid off her jean shorts, revealing black lacy panties with white frills on the edges. He then sunk his mouth on her crotch, kissing her vagina through her panties, eliciting moans and giggles from Inga. She threw her head back and said gleefully, “Oh, Brad, you’re so aggressive!”He then pulled the crotch of her panties to the side to reveal her pretty pink pussy, surrounded by trimmed blonde pubic curls. She was very wet at this point to where some of her juices began to. “We shouldn’t miss chef’s cooking, Jeeves, should we?”“That is so, sir. Allow me to escort you to the table, and I can serve you a portion of Mrs Hargreaves’ delicious steamed haddock.”“Thank you, Jeeves. Courteous as ever.”“It is my job, sir.” I confirmed. “One which I am happy to perform.”I seated Mr. Dawes at the table, where the other family members were waiting for him. They immediately set to the food in front of them. I noticed Miss Catherine glaring at me for causing her father to be. I smelt man cum for days after that. Even though he was getting his, I was not getting mine. Every night after I left his place I would go home frustrated and in need of a huge orgasm. My panties would already be soaked through if I still had them on. Most nights on the drive home I would have my whole hand buried in my pussy, trying to stay on the road and get home to my post as quickly as I could just to get some satisfaction. One night after an hour long post ride and several mind blowing.