.. "MY GOD!" muttered the policewoman. The former 'Miss California' could not believe her eyes. She tugged at the cuff of her shirtsleeve. The blonde ...policewoman focussed on Britt-Chanelle's 'cock'... "But, you're a woman, Ma'am?"Britt-Chanelle licked her moist lips in a somewhat suggestive manner at the uniformed patrolwoman. Travelling home along the Santa Monica Freeway with her girlfriend, she'd been 'BUSTED' by Officer Bonnie Clarke - the 'CHIPPIE' catching the hapless woman doing well. My parents help me out with some money every month, but things used to be pretty tight, but not any more. I have almost completely eliminated my rent payment. Several months ago my rent came due and I didn’t have the money to cover it. I had paid my credit card and utility bills and the money was just gone. I knew that my parents would think I’d blown it all on a party or a shopping trip, so I couldn’t ask them for more money.I was able to dodge my landlord for a few days by being very careful. Brentford was a village I knew well, it was where The Bell Inn -- the assignation venue for Amy Fairfax and I -- was situated. It was in the stables of that tavern I galloped the black haired maid whose name I never learned.I decided not to tell Mimi of my association with Brentford.The barges had remained overnight at Hungerford the previous day, and Mimi and I visited the ruins of Hungerford Hall.Twelve years of vegetation had given the formerly stark outline of the ruined building a certain. I could see her catching the bed and closing her eyes in sheer pleasure and her pussy just wanting my tongue to stay on her clit. Now I increased the tongue pressure on the clit and rested on it and then moved my entire tongue on top of the clit. She was desperate and she held my head and held it in that position. I was now giving her clit the full attention it needed making sure I had the rhythmic strokes going on while trying to get her hood a little back to get the pink delicate clit more.