She was chatting amiably with the cop who was escorting her. Every other cop in the bullpen was longingly watching her butt twitch in her four-inch FM...Ps. The desk sergeant handed her the appearance ticket and we walked out into the sub-zero Chicago night.A stranger caught up with us as we started down the steps. She looked like a graduate student at Loyola. But she identified herself as a police-beat reporter for the Trib. She proceeded to earn her chops by interviewing Kelly – in Chicago cold. I immediately started grunting loudly due to the extreme pressure I was feeling, but combined with the drops of urine accumulating in my mouth those came out as gurgles. She never let go, applying more and more pressure as I started screaming. My prostate was sandwiched between my agonizingly full bladder and Mistress’s relentless, latex clad fingers. She added a third finger and I was in pure pain. I thought I could not take anymore, but then she added a fourth finger. I was stretched out and. She sucked hard on his tongue and he tried as hard as he could to get away but he was completely spellbound by her kisses and touch.Her hands slid down his muscular body grabbing his cock hard from his jeans. Darren gasped hard as her hand gripped his cock."Mmmmggghhhh," Darren moaned in agony and pleasure at the same time."Shhhh, quiet now. You're mine Darren. All mine." Andrea whispered as she nibbled on his ear."Andrea no. Please stop. I have a girlfriend remember?"She laughed wickedly.. If Brian wanted to remain under the schools radar the last thing he would try to do is show off in class. When I looked at things from that perspective I could see where he had put Allison's needs ahead of his own.Mom was right of course. Even before I removed my first piece of clothing, all anyone could talk about was what happened yesterday between Brian and Allison. By the time I reached my home economics class I was actually feeling a bit jealous. What's up with that?Brian Crothers:I had.