"Yes..." as a husky whisper leaves my throat.The word invites the lips to continue. They travel up behind my ear and I melt inside. Then they are upon... my own, soft, tender and warm. I almost smack my lips in an automatic reaction to the kiss. But this is different. The lips do not leave mine. They linger and I hunger for them to linger. They tease mine and I find myself being taught how to kiss. The soft lips gently tug at my own. They slide around and then press warm and full. I feel the mouth. Out of the blue, Shaggy came up to us, smiling. We were two blocks from where we had first encountered him. He looked different, somehow. He noticed me looking him over and grinned. “Meeting you, talking about my mother, it gave me a wakeup call. Believe it or not, Mom is still alive. She’s eighty-four and resides in an assisted living complex, in her own small apartment. It took me three hours by bus, but I went to see her, the first time we had laid eyes on each other in sixteen years. She. ." Has that matter well in hand. You need have no fear that Ma Butcher and her sons will get everything they deserve." The deputy paused, "Everything. Now, back to what happened in the layby. The driver left the truck in order to relieve himself, right?" Yes. He handcuffed me to the bunk beforehand." The two youths rendered him unconscious before freeing you?" Yes." Then why did you shoot them?" They were going to rape me!"The Deputy Sheriff moved around behind Katrina."What lovely soft hair. It was then she smirked to herself and decided to have some fun of her own, stretching the material with her fingers but not quite lowering it enough to show anything."God damn, you little tease," I grinned as she proceeded to put on a show for me.Watching her perform I could no longer resist and finally grasped my achingly hard cock. Nat immediately saw what I was doing but raised no objections, in fact she suddenly seemed to encourage it."I think it's only fair you take some clothes off too,".