Markus took off his shirt as well and told me to turn around and lay down on the hood of the car. As I did I pulled my legs up and put them on his sho...ulders. He lubed his cock and then rubbed it against my ass. I felt how he increased the pressure. I took a deep breath, and I pushed back a little. His cock slid in and slowly he started to fuck me.I couldn’t really believe this was happening. Here I was, on a parking lot somewhere in the middle of Germany, laying on the hood of my car, wearing. That's one of the reasons he beat me up so many times. He said he would convince me that I loved him and wanted him between my legs if it killed me. I believed him, and that's when I got the restraining order." So where's Tim's father?" I asked. I'm a cop. I'm used to asking personal questions that people think are none of my business."Dead," she said. She looked away. "He had a defect in one of the blood vessels in his brain and he had an aneurism out of the blue one day. One minute he was. She indicates that I should stand without saying a word and I watch as her small hands undo the buttons of my shirt. She tosses it aside and begins to pull my t-shirt up; I stop her long enough to finish removing it myself. She embraces me again and rubs her silky bra cups against my naked chest as my hands run over her slender shoulders and down the naked expanse of her back. Another jolt runs through my body and causes the lump in my pants to grow harder as I feel her small hand gently rub. I remained silent, but couldn't avoid a grin."Oh, well, I enjoyed the results immensely the last time you did that, so I'll go along again," she said.Turning to Larwint, I said, "I'd intended to do as I told you the day you became mine, to have you help to watch the children, but given what happened yesterday, I don't expect to be able to talk you into staying home. So you'll have a boring day at the office with me today. At least, I hope it's boring." Thank you, my lord," she said simply.And,.