As they kissed, Adam pushed his hands up and on to her breasts, getting his first feel of her C cup tits. Ben was up next and the two of them toppled ...nto the couch and began a good fashioned make out session.With Anna on her back and Ben beside her, one hand up her shirt, Adam and I were left to explore. I gave her panties a quick tug, and was pleased to see Anna’s legs open for us as soon as her panties hit the floor. I didn’t waste any time, spreading Anna’s cunt wide open and giving us a. I knock again.“Just a minute!” Lucy calls from behind the door, but then just a few seconds later she calls again. “Come in.”I open the door, and the scene inside doesn't seem to have changed since I left, except Lucy is now sitting on the chair in front of the desk. Agatha is still sitting on her throne.“I'm about to begin interrogating the suspect,” I say. “I would like for you to be there when I do, Lucy.”“There are no suspects, Mr. Barlowe. I won't allow it,” Sister Agatha says.“I'm not. She wore a short, tight denim pencil skirt with a floral print tank top tucked into it. Since she only had B cup boobs, Sarah never really had any cleavage. This made her tank top tend to creep lower during the day, showing off her bra accidentally, which is why she chose it and wore her sexiest lacy corset bra underneath. The skirt showed off her ass a bit, with no underwear of course, but the combination still left some to the imagination. She saw this as sort of a metaphor for her. Then, both your hands were at each side of my face, not letting me turn away. Even as I was cursing your strength, you kissed away the last of my fight.Then you were stroking my sensitized clit and I was grinding against you, letting you claim me in ways that no one ever has. I let you bruise my lips, my neck; branding me your own, and I know... and I know... I am yours... only yours.I ache for you, my skin burning for your touch, and I already feel my soaking wet pussy clinging to your rock.