Tina pulled her wet fingers from her drenched pussy and, not knowing what he wanted of her, her arms limp beside her hips. She couldn't bring herself ...to look at him or the others. What he had made her do was too humiliating for her to bear them looking at her so she hung her head downward in her shame.As Tina knelt before him, her hands at her sides, William saw her juices sliding down her inner thighs. He watched her heaving breasts as she resigned herself to not being able to cum and decided. Most were supportive, all though were curious or should I be honest and say nosy. I didn’t mind really, I was just glad to be back at work, hopefully finished with all the excitement.On the way home I decided on a Chinese takeaway, as I didn’t feel inclined to cook anything. I always order way too much for one person and that time was no different. It was never wasted, often one of my daughters came round and joined me, otherwise I added a bit of rice and refried the leftovers the following. He nudges my foot with his . A silent message to open my legs wider. And as I do. His hand cups my pussy. His big powerful hand covers my cunt. And Kimball sensation. Hearing his breathing against my ear. Feeling him holding me. Restrained by his other arm. His cock rubbing against me. And the wet fluid of arousal leaking from my cunt" "Your half way to your orgasm already arnt you Kim? And he hardly touched you" "Yes. Yes. My body is begging him to touch me where I need it. He slips his middle. As she passed an intersection, she noticed a police patrol cart with its flashing lights. 'Probably an overnight break-in, ' she thought.Crime in the Controlled Areas was light, by standards of the past, since those convicted were expelled from the Controlled Areas and required (or forced) to live outside, where CA services were not available. For those who lived peaceably in the CAs, there was a reasonably efficient system of social welfare to protect those who could not or would not live.