"Tom called the OIC back over, the young officer looking askance at the team's choice of weaponry. Tom told him, "We're going to move in. Could you ha...e one of your men bring over a hydraulic door ram and standby in case the place is locked up?"After the OIC had nodded and moved off to make the appropriate arrangements, Tom turned to his task force. "Ok, here's the plan. My spear team will go in first by twos." Gesturing to one of his spear team members at random, Tom continued, "You and I will. The time when whispers are allowed. The cliché spine tingling you feel when you haven’t had one of those moments in a long time. The feeling that determines what’s there and what will never be. His hand crawls up my thighs, across the trails of my pelvis, over my stomach, up to my neck, and then up to my face. It feels so good, yet so bad. This is the part that’s dangerous. The part where our hands wander, trickle of the edge of your jeans, skip over the top of your underwear. This is the part. I turned so my legs faced him, and I opened them wide to his view, lifting them high so my pussy opened to let him see his daughters wetness, my anus was also on display, 'Put him in daddy, please put him in me', was all I said, and soon we were fucking like a couple of rabbits, my fingernails dug deep into his buttocks, there was no way I was going to release his cock from me until I had attained my first vaginal cock orgasm, and when it came I screamed, such was the overwhelming feeling,. I gave him a drink to help him relaxed. He took one sip and then remembered he had to do something for work. "Fuck! I have to finish the report on today's case and email it to my boss before 10pm!" he said. "Don't worry babe, you'll get it done. Is there anyI'my I can help?" "No," he scoffed. "The best thing you could do is give me some peace so I can get this report typed up and get to bed afterword," he said. "Ok babe," I said with disappointment "I'll go in the bedroom and use the.