Her reaction might have shocked her earlier but quickly became an accepted reality of what he was and the power he had, the power she accepted and des...ired.Goran fumbled out of his boots, prying them off with his feet, and opening his tight pants. His hands returned to her bare ass and when he felt her relax her grip on him with the return of his supporting hands, he lowered her until the head of his cock pressed against her crotch. He slipped an arm further underneath for support as the hand. " I copy that, Cliff. Who is in charge at the scene?" Chief is in charge. Over." We read you. Over and out."He looked at his passenger who was staring at him."Why are you a cop now?" she asked, actually mumbled through her already swelling lips."Earning money for law school," he replied curtly putting the transmission in reverse and turning the wheel left. He backed against the bridge railing and shifted into drive. Switching on the red and blue but leaving off the siren he sped towards. The chain held the top part of my outfit together and was also ornately designed like my arm guards.It was rare for anyone to have a complete set of armor. Most people threw whatever they had together and looked like a tangled mess of metal from the different ages. This outfit however, had been passed down through my family. The last one to have it was my mother, and it had come from my grandfather who had been saving it for when he had a daughter. Now I was the one to inherit the armor that. I mean I am used to taking off my clothes to my panties but to drop my last shred of modesty..." she started."Well, Donna remember you have the right to say what goes on... or comes off!" Rachael said. "Never forget that–it is very important!" I know. The problem is that part of me wants to do a complete strip! I think it would be very sexy to know I was completely and totally vulnerable and open for these men. And they are friends–most of them have even been here to the club to watch me.