Hand in hand we stroll around the gardens, the sun warming us, our meal and drink warming us and the anticipation of what is to come warming us also. ...We are in a secluded corner, we stand close opposite each other, I stroke your cheek, I tell you how beautiful you are and you push your cheek against my palm. Time for a more lingering kiss, our tongues exploring each others mouths, I caress your curves through your thin floral dress, as I feel a suspender clasp our kissing intensifies. We are. I love the way my sweet juices taste on his fingers. “This has been one hell of a beginning to this evening, but we are just getting started,” I say to him. Sliding off the counter I run my hand over his hard cock, and instruct him, “Follow me now.” Finding our way into the bedroom, I push him onto the bed and as we make our way to the top of the bed, I slip his tie off my neck. Taking his one hand, I tie it to the bedpost then I slip his tie off him, take his other hand, and tie it to the. ”, I commanded. “Or what?”, Diaz asked. I just had to laugh at this guy playing the bad cop. You are talking to someone one moment and the next you’re going for your weapon. I looked over at Detective Gautreaux who seemed very uneasy. “Is this guy for real?”, I laughed. “Chris, take it easy…… it’s part of the job.”, Lexie said, nervously. “My suggestion is you take your hand of that gun?”, I advised. “Or what?”, he repeated. “You’re in my house questioning me when you have at least a dozen eye. ‘Just hang on, just a minute or two more.’ he persisted. I felt him touching the metal that was inside of my pee hole, he was taking it out, very gently. He moved to the side so that I could see. I was speechless. My ass was stretched so far around the wood, that it had torn just a little. The metal he was pulling out of my hole had streaks of pink blood on it. When he had completely removed it, my hole gaped and contracted. I instantly missed the feeling of that metal. The red string was now.