My gentle lovers had been forced to enforce my cruel discipline. It had been the right thing to do, but it still hurt.As they felt the sorrow and remo...se I was feeling, they, too, began to cry, helping me to grieve. We sat together, holding one another, supporting one another, loving one another. A fucking Kodak moment, if there ever was one.Finally, our tears and sobs lessened and stopped. Kleenex appeared and, to a chorus of honking that would have made a flock of geese proud, we cleaned. " She wanted it Frenching her face. She pulled him up close to her by letting loose of his penis and reaching around his neck. She pulled his face down close to her own. She kissed him hard. She gave him a long taste of her tongue. He gave her back his own. She loved the feel of his mouth muscle gliding in and out of her face. Because it was a prelude to the fuck itself, a glimpse of what it would be like to have Danny's hot muscle going into her body, in her pussy. That was where she wanted it. I started to laugh. ‘What’s funny?’ Sandy asked. ‘Confucius say, Woman run faster with dress up than man with pants down.’ We laughed a little and she said, ‘Then step out of your pants. I want to be caught.’ As I stepped out of my shoes and pants I released her skirt and it fell to the floor at her feet. What she had for underwear wasn’t what I expected. It was a girdle-like thing that firmly trapped her cock against her body. A vertical bulge showed the size and intention of the cock trapped. "I'm sorry, you seem to have adapted pretty well," I suggested."What else could I do," he said."When you are a pro, it's all you can do, I guess," I said. "So now you are with the SBI?" Not the State Bureau we fall under the State Attorney's office. You are in the witness protection program at the moment," he said.We were moving along at a snails pace while we talked. It took some of the pain away to have my thinking off the pain for a while. "So can you run in the Olympics?" I asked."No, but I.