It wasn't painful, but it wasn't really sex either. I had no idea what he was up to, but was far more fascinated by his story. I chose to ignore the f...ingers for now."It was Michael. But I've been Steven for almost as long as I was ever Michael; in my head I am Steven. I thought about switching it back when I opted out of Witness Protection, but decided that I am not Michael anymore." Are they still looking for your sister?" Not really. It's an open case file, but the police are all convinced. " Yes." Came the sultry response." May I have your last name?" Just put it under Misty." She said." And how may I help you this evening?" He asked. Evening, it was more like early morning and she was probably drunk out of her mind and probably had a guy with her, equally drunk, and that was who would answer the door, half naked. Most likely in a pair of boxer shorts. He knew that the chances of a tip from them would be a big fat zero." Can I have a small pizza with cheese and pepperoni." She. The gentle rocking and kissing made me relax and my ass melted aroundthe plug.She then pulled my head into her bosom and I began kissing and sucking,although I was more being pressed in, my lips forced out by thepressure. I was not really able to move my head of my own choice, andbreathing was difficult, my breath coming in short rasps and salivaflowing easily from my mouth, bathing my face and her breasts.She pushed my head back after holding me to her breasts for aparticularly long time, just. Especially since I know how much of a neat freak you are,” I said, this time trying to control my laughter. “I just hate it. Just when I think that everything is going to get better, more paper work gets shoved on my desk!” She sounded really stressed and I wondered if she would end up working late again, cancelling our date tonight. “Well, are we still on for tonight?” I asked her, hoping that she could still make it. “Yeah, yeah. I’ve already told the boss that I’m leaving on time today and.