I pulled her up onto my hips and we kissed again. This time, it was passionate as ever and I walked slowly to my door with her in my hands. I opened i... and placed her on the floor and we broke our kiss.I removed her coat and pants, my colleague was looking really sexy in her rain-soaked shirt and white panties. Her bra was visible since the shirt was wet and the wet hair only added to the mood.Ananya got rid of my clothes instantly and was only in my underwear now. We walked to the bedroom with. First time when she noticed it she pushed me and said, stop it and I told her that I can not sleep now until my cock is down. She told me to go into the bathroom and mastubate. I said no and told her and I will try to sleep but I could not and I again started rubbing my cock against her butt. She was feeling uncomfortable so she kept her hands between my penis and her ass. I tried to remove her hand. I used to remove her hand and then she used to bring it back. So finally I started rubbing my. They don't always tell you everything, but usually it's because you don't know what to ask.Getting an elaborate story under torture is not easy, but a simple yes or no isn't difficult at all. Even an address isn't hard, but complicated thoughts are more difficult. For instance a list of names is seldom complete. Almost always there are one or two that get passed over the first few times. That is why the interrogator asks the same questions over and over. Yeah it is boring and degrading work,. "NOW ariana!" he says, with that very stern look on his face. i obey immediately."It's time for your inspection slut."Even though i knew this moment would come i'm still nervous.So there i am stark naked, feeling very nervous and vulnerable.i start thinking, "What if he sees something he doesn't like? What if i've got something in my teeth, What if...........?" Endless things are running through my mindAnd then it starts, he circles me a few times, feeling, pinching and smacking different parts.