'' l begged, shaking from humiliation, hoping that it will be enough, that it will turn him on as much as saying it turned me on despite me hating to ...admit all these things. l looked at him and waited, panting from embarrassment, piss still dripping from my hair, imagining what he sees in front of him. Few seconds felt like hours while l waited for him to say something, do something. Wondering if he will play with me, punish me or even worse - go back to sleep leaving me desperate like. Emily would do anything this man asked her and she responded"Yes, Sir" as she knelt before him. His hand reached out and grabbedher hair pulling her head down to his crotch. He pressed her faceagainst him letting her feel the heat and the hardness. "What do youwant Emily?" "Oh Sir, I want you, I want to make you happy, I want togive you what ever you want, Sir." "Anything?" "Yes, Sir, anything." Heopened his fly and took his hard cock out for her to see. She wasamazed at the size and wanted to. “Erin? Do you know why Lynn doesn’t have an answer to that question?”Erin sat there and I could see from the look in her eyes that she was trying to work out what I had asked and weigh it against what she felt. After a few seconds she dropped her head and would have been looking down at her arms, if her huge breasts had not been in the way. She smiled.“Lynn, I’m sorry. I accept your apology too. I wish I could get you to understand that Taylor Erin’s death was not your fault, but it seems that. Unlocking the door he slipped quietly inside the house. With long familiarity he turned right and felt his way to the laundry room without turning any light on until he got there. He took off his equipment belt and carefully removed his service weapon, dropping the clip and racking the action. He caught the cartridge in mid-air and fed it back into the magazine. He then removed his two spare magazines before he reached down and loosened the ankle holster holding his back up weapon.The weapons.