I kept tonguing her hole and teasing her cilt, her breathing was getting heavier, her moans louder , her back began to arch. I looked up at her she wa...s biting her bottom lips her eyes shut.“oohh yeh baby please don't stop” she said softlyher clit started to swell I started to rub it a circular motion with my index finger, I slid my tongue out of her hole and up to her clit flicking my tongue over it.“mmmm fuck ohhh baby” she could barely say through her moans my middle finger slowly slid in. .." He interrupts her mid sentence to say "then why is your hand rubbing against your panties?"She looks down, and had not realized she had been doing it, the excitement of the situation had gotten the best of her, and there was no hiding the fact she was wet, to the point where her little cotton panties visibility had changed color due to the wetness.She looked up at him, fear in her eyes from being caught, "I don't know what happened, I,I, ummm, It must just be the heat"He asks "the heat. Sanjit looked over to me. I smiled and nodded. ‘Oh yeah,’ I said. ‘She only cums when I give her permission now. I’d say that you’d have to send her over to ask my permission so she can cum when you fuck her, but you’ve never made her cum, have you? What was the problem, Sanjit? Your dick not good enough? Or did you just get yours and not care about hers?’ His eyes dilated when I said that last part. That was it. He’d just fucked her to get off. He didn’t give a shit about her pleasure. Poor. I had just opened it when they reached the door. “Miss. Miller I’m Agent Falcon of the FBI.” He held up a badge and I stepped back and they walk in. “Can I offer you something to drink?” They shook their heads as I walked over to the couch and sat down. “Miss Miller we are here about your foster father Mike Castile. Is this him?” He asked as showing me a folder with his picture paper clipped to the front. “Yes what is this about?” He nodded then handed the folder to the women. “Your foster.