She swore to herself that she would never doubt anything that Sid told her again. No matter how outrageous his stories had been, she now knew that he ...adn’t exaggerated at all. In fact, he had understated a lot of it.“Oh,” Harriet said.“It all seemed so impossible, ; particularly the way he described the women of Cassandra. It sounded like a fantasy of some teenage boy in the throes of hormones — beautiful women willing to have sex with him at the drop of a hat. I still didn’t believe, even. I’ve got people asking about your record, and whether you’re a bad cop or not. Some of that is public records.” He shrugged again. “Listen, that’s my problem, not yours. Get out of here and get to work.”I nodded and stood up. In the open doorway I said, “Just tell them the truth, Chief. You know, about how, when I’m not fighting crime and battling evil, I fly around with a red cape and have a twelve-inch johnson.”Chief Crowley laughed at that, but the real problem was Caroline, who was out of. "And I think big Russell is thinking the same thing."I groaned as her hand gripped me and brought me to full strength right there in front of everyone at the kitchen table. In mere moments I was firm again and lusted to bury my cock in her furry snatch, so that's what I did. I pushed her up off of me and against the table. She put her hands on it for support and stuck her sexy ass out, and I pushed my cock into her well used and still sticky cunt with one surging thrust.Jen grunted away with. He kissed from my ankle down to my inner thigh. He then unbuttoned his dress shirt slowly and lifted off his undershirt. He lowered his body gently onto mine, I felt his chest hair brush against his collar bone as he placed his lips on mine. ‘Your lips taste so good,’ he said. He then explored my mouth with his tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me passionately. He pulled me on top of him and allowed me to take charge as he undid the clasp on my dress and then slowly.