We'll use my room. Come on," I said, waving at thefemale cop.Ten minutes later we returned. I had removed my blouse but not my bra,my skirt and pantyh...ose but not my panties. It was enough to convinceher, and they left, telling me not to worry. But I was worried, becausesomeone had seen through the makeup, and saw the real me. Either that,or my story about Mike being away while I just showed up, was nevertaken as the truth. After the cops left dad and I looked at each other,and all at once, we. Breathing hard, she sat up and took my cock into her mouth. She grabbed my ass and pulled me willingly into her mouth. I stared down at her as her mouth engulfed my cock. She stared back into my eyes as my cock erupted into her mouth. It was the beginning of a great few weeks. Claire really seemed to come into her own, she had been a shy tentative lover when we had first got together but during those those weeks of playful exploring I saw a whole new side to her. As her confidence improved so. Her small but perky tits drew my gaze. Her nipples seemed outsized for her tits. I felt a stirring in my loins.“Like what you see, don’t you Mr. James or should I call you Terry,” she said.As my gazed dropped to her prominent bush, my mouth fell open. She was on me in a flash. She forced her tongue in my mouth as she deep kissed me. When men deep kissed me, I usually fell to my knees expecting to suck their cock, but the shock left me standing tall, with my hardening cock pressed against her. Once there, he pulled my dress up and began spanking me, so hard I was crying.....he just laughed”kneel up” came the instruction, which I did immediately. He started working on my nipples, pulls then through the material of my dress. “Take it off” and I removed it as quick as I couldHe spat on me. “Fucking pathetic queer white boy” and he resumed working on my nipples. I usually enjoy quite rough nipple play, but this was next level, he pulled, pinched and twisted until I was literally begging.