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Samantha by loyalsock

Date: 4/14/2017, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Lesbian Sex, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

She couldn't help herself, even though it was so dangerous now, this collection of pornography. Sex, it all its guises, all its forms, had always fascinated her, reached into her deeply. She'd been building it for years, harvesting the best from the floods of pornography that flowed across the net in the days before the ultra right took over things in the country. After that, many of her e-mail pen pals disappeared, one by one. Too many had careers or families to protect, and the net had become a dangerous place. The person who traded hot pics or stories with you one day might knock on your door with a badge and warrant the next. After college Samantha met a nice man, a bit up tight and old fashioned, but he treated her well. He joined the Promisers, bought a nice house in a nice neighborhood to hold his young trophy wife, and with a little persuasion, bought her a computer for her to keep in touch with the girls. And keep in touch Samantha did. Within weeks she was back in contact with the kink underground. Her collection of stories and artwork, safely stored away on disks, came out of hiding. She traded her best for newer stories and even more extreme artwork. Fantasies darker and hotter than she'd imagined possible found their way into her collection, and Samantha began to wish for a husband a little less old fashioned. When the knock came she was finishing a cup of coffee in front of the TV. She opened the front door and found herself face to face with a man and woman, ... both dressed in dark suits. The man was tall with combed back salt and pepper hair that reminded her of a dozen TV preachers. The woman was also tall, with brown hair pulled back in a severe bun. The both wore dark glasses. She guessed they were the latest in the waves of door to door evangelists that haunted most neighborhoods and began mumbling an apology about an impending appointment. "No, Ma'am," the man interrupted. "I'm Inspector Olson, and this is Inspector Riggs." They both flapped wallets open at her. Samantha caught a flash of badges and photo IDs before they made the wallets vanish like magic into their jackets. "Committee for Public Decency, Ma'am. Division Six. We have some questions we'd like to ask you." "Questions about what?" Samantha asked, trying to sound as innocent as she could. "Ma'am, may we come inside to talk about this? I don't think you want the neighbors to see this, do you?" Inspector Olson crowded into the doorway. He towered over her, she stepped back out of reflex and he moved forward, gaining ground. "Thank you, Ma'am. I'm sure you know why we're her, so if we can get right to business." He continued his advance, forcing her back into the house while Inspector Riggs closed and locked the door. Samantha backed up a few steps, then held her ground. "I'm sure I don't," she said, hoping her voice wasn't shaking too much. The pornography, Ma'am. The stories? The pictures? We know all about it, Ma'am. "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking ...