I made you an appointment for 09.30. Ask for Sergeant Borland."I smile. Andrew is not going to give his daughter up easily. And, neither am I. I strip...and shower and fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.It's already 8.00 when I wake. I haven't time to waste. By 8.45 am I'm dressed, and breakfasted. I've arranged to keep the room for another 24 hours.I walk out onto Praed Street and into a bright crisp morning. The sunshine lifts my spirits. This is the day, I feel, that I begin to get my wife. Her smooth wet tongue sliding across his hot wet pussy was like nothing he had ever experienced as a boy. This is something no girl should ever ever ever take for granted, he thought.Once, as a boy, a girl had given him the best blow job of his life. She had taken his throbbing cock all the way into her mouth, slowly, knowingly swallowing it down, pushing her hair aside so he could see what was going on - until she had taken it all the way into the back of her throat. She had turned and twisted. She is thick, busty and has good height. She has got curves and assets that an average teenage girl craves to have for attracting guys.She is effortlessly sexy and as she walks, her ass sways in those jeans and her tits jiggle in that tight t-shirt or kurti she wears.We both went to the same college and she was my junior. We had been so close all the time that people thought we were in a relationship but we are not.She used to come with me on my bike daily and I intentionally put my books at. It was a little bit dark on the front, so I hadn't quite realised what they had been doing, though it transpires in further conversation that she found it amusing I hadn't worked out she was casually pleasuring this guy and they were only just a new couple. Her friend Caz (Carrie) was on the phone to an African guy who worked locally, but was totally lost to try and find her. As it happened, she did find him in the end, which was a slight pity, but I digress......Anyway, Sara, Matty and Caz.