Fiona let out a low sigh… a sigh of lustful teenage arousal.Her left hand replaced her right on her nipples, and her right hand slid under her panti...es and between her legs. Fiona knew she was wet, and she slipped one finger deep into herself, rubbing her clit frantically. She had been masturbating since she was twelve years old, and by now knew exactly how to bring herself off in the shortest possible time. She slipped another finger into her tight, little cunthole and began to move it in and. Her face was pale at first, and then gradually turned blushing red. I told her this was the only way out. She looked confused and apparently didn't know how to react.The black cop told us to sit in the back of his police car and drove us to a nearby motel. Casey kept silent, her eyes looked down, and she grabbed my hand tightly; I could feel she was trembling and nervous. However, I was a little disappointed that even she did not seem too unhappy about this deal, she did not seem to be putting. A taught fold forcing a deep cleavage beneath. A sharp tug and they bounced free. Her soft fingertips, tracing the full contour, she gathered a handful and presented him with the squashy flesh.He latched, greedy to consume far more than he could manage.”Easy tiger…” she stroked at his cheek, “she’s sensitive y’know. A step at a time please…now stop trying to get the whole lot in your mouth and start with the nipple. Roll your tongue round it, as if…yes like that. You’ve got it. Ooh that’s a. “Paul, I am so sorry. But I had to show you. My company was doing surveillance for a divorce case and we had this room wired to get proof for a guy’s wife. Our guy has been using this same room to have sex with several women. He’s set up a deal with the hotel manager and always gets the same room.”“Bobby, when we were in the shower this morning, Lynn was not shaved. Are you sure it is her? But how would he know my name?” My confusion was turning into shock.“Paul, this happened earlier today.