I bow my body lower to the ground, a slave now bowing to the pharaoh. "I'm sorry, Daddy," I say, as meekly and as pretend fearfully as I possibly coul.... You grab my arm to help me off the floor a little roughly, because I like it like that. But also a little gently because my knees are not amazing and I had needed help to get off the floor. After I am up off the floor, we start kissing, unable to help ourselves, because we are both so turned on right now. You abruptly break off the kiss, and. “Please show me,” he whispered.“No,” I said again, although I was feeling quite aroused. I turned over the cell phone, which had fallen face down, and watched the two women finger-fucking each other and kissing again. They were moving quite slowly, tongues wrapping and unwrapping around each other, fingers barely stirring cunts… I unconsciously undid a button for a little air.My son reached out and kneaded one of my breasts. I warmed up two degrees.Toby’s hand was moving quite quickly now and…. .. heavier ... and heavier ... only ... my voice ... only ... the watch ... tired ... and heavy ... and sleepy."They were almost gone. All resistance had been vanquished, now. They only wanted one thing. It was time to give it to them. "Surrender and sleep," I ordered. Even now, after all this time, they tend to surprise me. In this case, they all plopped backward onto their backs in perfect unison. They were out. Completely."I am speaking only to you now," I said, knowing that this greatly. He was stabbed and talking fine but now he is so screwed up according to them that he has not spoken in nearly a week since he was found. My fellow officers have been helpful but Captain Miller’s constant need for updates on the case is beginning to grate on my nerves. I leave the precinct for lunch and head to the hospital but not to see Guy. I’m waiting outside the emergency room with a bag of burgers and fries hoping to see John, my estranged boyfriend. We’ve had a tough run of it for six.