To his belly button. Shekissed him, lightly, there. Then trailed her tongue over it... anddown. To his crotch. It was heaven! My god... he vocal...ised in abreath. She ran her hands up his legs. And looked at him with thoseeyes of hers. He couldn't move now. He was lying entrapped bypleasure, enraptured by this sensation of her... she moved her tongue upand down his stiff member. He was so hard! It was unbelievable.Licking around the base... then along the shaft... so wet... so. It was inquisitiveness that drew me out that first night. He stood below my window, his arms outstretched, his smile a flash of white in the dark.Wearing no more than my cotton shift, I slipped into the darkness to meet with him. We stole away to the shelter of the weeping willow beside the clear waters of the river at Fallon's Crossing. The tree is gone now and the river runs murky.How I loved the sound of my name on his lips. "Arabella," he whispered, his voice carrying on a gust of summer. "She handed him an energy drink which he quickly downed and got back tothe work at hand. A part of him thought that he was dreaming that thiswas just a fantasy come to life if it was he was going to ride it out tothe end. The soft folds of her tightened around his penis reminding himhe had a duty to perform. His lips wrapped around her nipple and suckedcausing her grip to tighten on his back and around a far morepleasurable area. He was glad he had already unloaded a couple of timesbecause he. OUT OF THE CAR”. I was shocked! My mind was racing. What is going on? I looked, and it was a very large Deputy Sherriff. I could see his face as he looked into the window. He was a big, rough looking, older African American guy, with uniform and belt laden with gun and other paraphernalia! I was scared out of my mind. He opened the door and made us get out. I requested our clothes and got a gruff, “NO!” He moved me near the back door and cuffed me to the door handle. I was standing nude and.