She squeezed her fingers as she rolled again and again over the base of his cockhead, his hot flesh burning into her palm. Her hand moved faster, and ...she felt the tell-tail jerking at the start of his orgasm. Paul arched his back, and with an almighty grunt a thick line of cum jetted out, flying above and right over the top of Diane’s head. She kept up her work, knowing there was more. Every few seconds another wave hit his cock, and his hot juice oozed out and trickled over her fingers. Diane. No, he would take her back to Veradoga, and either try with all haste to find her a closemouthed husband – Enrique? she shuddered with the knowledge that it could likely be Enrique – or keep her a veritable prisoner in the villa for the rest of her life. An old maid … with only her brother for company. She shuddered again. Rob would argue for keeping her at home, she knew. He would pledge to look after her and protect her, his poor dear sister. And whenever their father’s back was turned, Rob. Stephanie squealed in surprise and struggled a bit."Stop squirming, slave, or I will drop you."Stephanie stopped struggling. It was more to try to get comfortable than it was to escape knowing the later was impossible. His shoulder seemed to cut into her stomach as he climbed the stairs and Steph worried that he might loose his footing and they would both come crashing down the stairs. However, that did not happen and at the top of the flight, he swung her off his shoulder and helped her. I wasn’t the wrongdoer by any means, but it was hardly a comfortable place for me to be. After what I assumed was a warning the other officer let the three guys go, returning to his squad car to pull away, one of them in the front driver’s seat, the other seated beside me in the back… ‘So what is a girl like you doing out so late in the middle of the city?’ the police officer next to me began his interrogation. I don’t know why, but I suddenly became filled with an unnerving feeling that it was.