’Marion Carswell, Chief of the City Police was definitely having a good day. She was in full dress uniform, excluding the hat, and her skirt was ruc...ed up to her waist. A senior member of the city council was kneeling between her spread thighs and working magic with what was clearly a very experienced tongue.As Marion pressed her hips forward so Liz Prosser worked harder, pushing her tongue as deep as she could, rubbing her nose on the cop’s clit.‘Oh,’ muttered the policewoman, ‘you’re good, so. I slapped my head and laughed.Me: Jesus, mom, I thought you were going to have the ‘talk’ once again. I was so terrified, don’t scare me like that again.She started to burst out of laughter.Mom: I loved the way you looked when you first saw me. My little son was so disappointed. We had the talk last night, didn’t we? Do you disagree with anything?Me: No! Not at all!I was still terrified by the thought of going thru it again.Mom: That’s good, baby! We are done talking. (paused a bit) And btw. " What?" David asked rather indignantly. "Are you one of those people who break into computers and damage them just to show how clever you are?"No I am not," I told him, "but I can break into almost any computer anywhere in the world, no matter how secure their systems. I can do it without doing any harm and even if they know I have been there it would take somebody as clever as I am to try and trace where the break in came from and I don't think there are very many who could do that." That is. Finally I lay there shuddering and she kept pumping.“I can’t!” I managed to say breathlessly. “Please, Mistress, I can’t cum agaiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnn FUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKK!”I came again!And again!I was exhausted and she knew it. She smiled down at me as she unbuckled the strap-on. She eased herself from it leaving it in me. My cunt so swollen that it held it tight.She disappeared from view as I lay on the bed, too exhausted to raise my head to see where she had gone. I felt the dildo being.