He ignored me and asked his own questions. Looking at my license, I asked if I was the Gloria that worked in the hardware store. I then knew what was ...oing on. He must have made the connection with the old patrol guy that would always come into our store. I told him I was and asked if I did something for him would I get out from paying the ticket. He grinned and proceeded to unzip his pants. Kneeling before him, I started to give him a blow job. He grabbed some of my long black hair, gripping. Every nerve in my body felt on edge, every sense heighten. When his hand moved to my hard cock and rubbed it through my jeans, I felt as if I was melting into my seat. I was putty, ready and willing to have his hands on me. I wanted this so much, even if I didn’t exactly know what or why, it just felt so good. Things got a little blurry. Was it a minute? Could it of been an hour? I was completely and totally lost in the moment and his magical mouth. When I came, it was better than I had ever. “The videos are getting airplay, aren’t they?”Mary sighed. “They’re trending on all the social media and are slated to appear on the various news programs. We’re being swarmed with calls from around the world, demanding how we can justify such actions.”“They didn’t believe you when you claimed innocence, did they?”“No, they didn’t. I informed them Powell was terminated over a decade ago, but it fell on deaf ears. As I said, he’s been cut off so he can’t access any of our personnel now. What’s. He asked if we smoked. We said we do on occasion. He asked is this an occasion. My future wife laughed and said “it damn sure was”. He got up and went into their bedroom. He came back with a box and rolled us a smoke. We passed it around. When we finished, we were feeling good, what with the beers and the smoke. While we were smoking my future wife slid off the couch and was sitting on the floor between me and Bonnie. She had her back up against the couch. This made it easier to pass.