"NOO look the Major just wanted me out of the way, I'm not a prisoner you dick heads!" That's not what he said!" he replied."Look I'm a fucking copper... like you!" Oh no, your a copper with a big mouth! and it's gonna get sorted bitch!"Now the other had her head in his hands. Forcing her head down against the side of the desk. The other stretched a leather strap from the desk edge, across her throat, and attached it to the other side. This pinned her head over the edge of the desk.She struggled. Two days passed before Michael mentioned the letter again. He wasreturning to the living room during a commercial break, and popped openthe diet Coke in his hand as he sat down. Without diverting his gazefrom the TV, he volunteered, "I'm taking tomorrow off work so I can goto the clinic." Oh yeah?" I replied."Yeah. Well, I don't want the heavies showing up at our door. It'd bekinda embarrassing to deal with that," he said, turning his focus tome.I didn't want to force him into the meaty. "He is SO hot, he melts through latex condoms and has to use aluminum foil instead."Suzanne winced and held up two fingers. "Two things: One, meh! And two, ow!" She shook her head again. "One more try."Susan fumed. Suzanne gave her an encouraging look. "Come on! You can do it. I believe in you! How hot is Alan? Give me a good one!"Susan took a deep exasperating breath and blew it out. She thought hard, and rolled onto her side. She peered over her glasses and eyed Suzanne with. "You love that don't you Clara? She's a filthy woman my friend. She loves to act the slut, just look at her dirty mouth taking my cock, just look ... Mmmmm, fuck Clara, you are soooo fucking good at that." James words rang in her head, he was using her whilst talking to the stranger. She was so immensely turned on by that thought, she couldn't hold back, and as he continued to mouth-fuck her, her body convulsed as she gave in to the waves of delicious orgasm. Before the ecstacy of her orgasm.