" That's it?" Oh, no, it's never that simple. They'll ask you questions; all kinds of questions. They do this to see if you know anything about any cr...mes committed recently, or to see if you know anyone they happen to be looking for. In other words, they try to make you an informer. Whatever you do, don't give up any information too easily. They won't believe you. Let them slap you around a little, or threaten you with serious time first."Ellie didn't care for the part about getting slapped. Oh, yes.”She moaned, sucking even harder. It turned her on to hear those words. She was so much like Jenny. I groaned, my head leaning back as the pleasure built and built in my balls. They boiled with how hot this was.I clenched at the counter, the corner digging into the top of my thighs. I didn't care. I just loved her mouth sucking so hard. I groaned, the cum rising and rising. The pressure building and building as her hot mouth worked its magic.“Mom!” I grunted. “You want my cum. You want. She was a young woman who had dated a couple of men I knew, and presumably several I didn't. The times I talked to her she seemed pleasant and intelligent, but I had never really gone out with her -- mostly because I had been dating others. She seemed nice enough, though. That "really" was because a friend of mine was part of a group of four going to a concert, and he bowed out because of a stomach virus but called me to substitute (and get back the price of the ticket). I did not pay. He adjusted things in the front of his scrub pants and the material popped out with his penis pushing hard against the thin fabric, and there was a wet stain where the material was poking out. He grabbed my hand and pressed it against the front of his pants, and I rubbed his cock through the fabric. I was completly turned on, and my head was spinning. I had wanted to feel his cock for long time. My pussy was throbbing even more. He pulled out the elastic waist band of the scrubs, and poked the.