"Police, ma'am," said one of the two uniformed officers. "Are you Mrs. Akers? Mrs. Kerri Akers?" Yes, what is it officers?" she said wondering if they... had somehow found out and come to arrest her for prostitution."Could we come in?" Yes. Yes, or course," she said swinging the door open and admitting them into the small front hall."Ma'am, I'm afraid we have some bad news, some very bad news." It's Kyle isn't it?" she cried, her heart already in sympathy with the young man who had defiled and. They were twice as tall as Hunter and made of roughly-hewn timbers. The doors would not budge. The office door was newer. It was made of grey metal and had no window. It, too, was locked. Hunter pulled out the two tines that he used for picking locks. It was a skill he was not that good at; fortunately, it was not hard to do. After three frustrating tries, the lock gave with a twist of the knob.Hunter entered quietly with Katie at his back. He was in an office with desks and chairs. The windows. Ryan, Caleb and I got back on the couch. Our dicks were still semi-hard. I let the girls clean themselves up for a minute. I stopped the hidden cam I had placed in the living room and activated the one in the shower. We were taping every moment of this. Once they were done washing off, they stood in front of the couch, in front of their partner. I had them all move a space to the right, with Chrissie going to the far left. What that meant was now I was with Cassie, Chrissie was with Ryan, and. I run my hand through your soft pubic hair and down between your legs. I separate your lips and slide a finger inside you. I wet my finger and slide it over your clitoris. You moan loudly and then say, "Oh, it's been so long Baby." I continue to rub your clitoris as you push yourself hard against me and your breathing starts to quicken. I rub your clit harder and faster as you lean over to kiss me. You gasp and your body tenses up. I press hard on your clitoris and you cry out. Your body.