There was no way in hell I was going to go through an intense police investigation over some sick fuck who got his rocks off abusing kids."I made it b...ck to my room, packed up my bag and my cash, and headed for the highway. An hour on the road and I remembered I left my paperback book on that park bench. If the kid remembers me sitting there reading, the cops would have a beautiful set of fingerprints. And if they did, identifying me would be as easy as a few keystrokes on their computer. I can. He unzipped his pants and drew out a rapidly enlarging and hardening penis. Missy leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and circled the tip of the glans. She kissed up and down the length of the cock, finally drawing the entire organ into her hot and wet mouth. She moved her face all the way down the cock, not stopping until her nose was touching the man's zipper. Up and down, up and down, she loved the feel of the hard organ in her mouth. The man placed his hands tenderly on her head, slowly. After I had prepared and served breakfast, Sylvia volunteered to cleanup the dishes, much to my surprise. I soon saw her purpose, however,when she attached my nose-chain-leash to the belt of her slacks! Bentover, bottom protruding as I walked in the high-heels, I had to fellowher about as best I could. Now and then she would stop suddenly and myface would smack into her ass. Naturally, this was a perfect excuse fora spanking from Clarisse, who was immensely enjoying the silly sight Ipresented.. He enjoyed the shiver caressing her skin as his stroking fingers first nudged one, and then the other, thin strap over her shoulder. The swish of the light material added its own notes to the sonatas with its play of dissonance as it stroked over her sensitised nipples and tore a moan from her mouth. For a moment he hovered, taking in the utter beauty of her long lines and soft tones. She was a magnificent epos to humanity in form and nature. The need to devour, to hold, to take rose in him..