I did notice that while she was being frigged off by me under the table, she did keep looking at the guy at the bar, who kept looking towards her and ...alking to his mate, obviously telling him that my wife was a slut and he had been touching her up. I can’t explain why I did what I did next, but I said to my wife that we should go to the bar and get a drink, which she was fine with. I went straight to the place where the guy and his mate stood and made it quite clear that she was with me,. My hand from his neck reached down past his stomach as I tried forcefully to pull his boxers away with one hand. ‘Oh…’ he bit onto his lip. Leaning forward he forcefully pressed his lips against mine, while helping my hand push his boxers down his legs. I could feel his cock against my back, pressing hard against my ass cheek as my pussy yearned for it. Again he lifted my leg, placing my foot behind his knee while I felt his cock lightly brush against my aching pussy. ‘Hmm…You want it?’ he. Where's dad? I asked. He's off fishing already. Mom had on a large t-shirt that dipped way low in neck line exposing ample cleavage. She had a few sun freckles on her bosom. Honey? That snapped me out of my breast fixation. You really shouldn't stare. Sorry! I turned 5 shades of red. Quickly sitting down at the picnic table to hide my newly forming erection. She then proceeded to dish out the eggs, leaning over as she scrapped the eggs on to my plate. She caught me eyeing her breasts yet. I think there are some of my people who still haven't forgiven me for caving in. I know that I damned sure haven't forgiven myself."We train almost every day on something — building entry, search and seizure, firearms, calisthenics. Plus we serve narcotics search warrants on almost a daily basis, sometimes more than one per day. I subscribe to a Search and Seizure bulletin that keeps me abreast of every court ruling concerning building entry and the serving of warrants. I know you're an.