Granted, there aren’t that many black Southern sheriffs around at all, let alone openly gay ones, but he’s one of that rare breed. It’s like tha... one guy from In The Heat Of The Night, if he was already police chief in Sparta, Mississippi, and if he was gay,” Devin blushed a bit now.“So, I’m guessing that he’s either the Top, vers, or a power bottom!” I teased my stepson a little now, further breaking the ice.“I’m definitely the bottom, Dad. Trust me, when you’re a size queen like me, being on. It was a nice fall evening and so I dropped the top and took a leisurely drive back to my place. I looked up as I crossed the South Bridge and the harvest moon and the Getz wailing from the superb Bose sound system provided a perfect counterpoint to the blue mood that I was in.The landline was ringing as I got into the entrance hall. I scrambled into the kitchen without turning on any lights and bashed my hip on the counter. The stinger from that put the cherry on top of the whole ghastly. The light turned and we both took off, him slightly out in front, me trying to keep my balance and follow. At the next light, he said he liked more than my bike. I answered it was a shame I couldn't see more of what he had under those jogging shorts, and if the upper was any indication I was missing a lot. He smiled and replied,"I know this ally way a block over if you really want to see what's under my shorts." Sure, let's go". By that time the light had turned green and I let him lead. Not. Swiftly pulling her panties partly down he penetrated her as far as possible which owing to her un-stimulated mood wasn't too deep. She had to adjust herself or be hurt so, raising her leg and holding onto her knee she helped her vagina to relax and open up more allowing his cock better access to do the evil deed. He didn't last long and soon shot his load. Feeling sated his cock slid out of her and went to his own bed.Bill rarely varied his nocturnal activities and took her whenever he needed.