" Okay," I said, jotting it down. "And your wife's name and address?" Why do you need THOSE?" In case she TOO received a ransom note," I said.He paled...and gave me the required information in a quavering voice. "Gladys Dashiell," he said. "Soaring Eagle Trailer Park, Space 18." Thank you," I said, making a note of that also. "And the amount of the check that was stolen along with your dog?" The...er...purse...was Two Hundred Thousand," he said. "A modest sum, I grant you, but it was a friendly. My cock started to fill with blood as she stroked my cock thru my shorts. Next thing I know this cop is on her knees sucking on my cock. I look over and my GF is standing at the front of the car watching. I can't control it and shoot a load down her throat. She gagged a little but swallowed most of it. Leaving me there with my pants at my anklea she went over to my GF and start talking to her. My GF is handcuffed also and the cop pushes her pants down. And starts rubbing her pussy. As I watch. She moved onto her knees, to better focus on the three dicks before her. Her hands hastily rubbed the two to the side, while her head was pushed down on the central. Rather soon, the cock in her right hand came, leaving a trail of cum over her wrist.It dripped to the floor, and she soon moved on from that dick, lifting her mouth briefly from the demon, keeping him hard with her hand, before looking back: “Which of you wanted my cunt?” she said.Moments later, she was straddling a bull-headed. He guessed at least a D cup. Mouth watering, he thought. It had been a while since he nibbled on a nice pair like she had. He glanced up when he realized she had said something to him. " Are you alright?" she asked. " You seem to be daydreaming". "Oh yes, I'm fine. Was just thinking to myself". They made friendly conversation for the next hour, and then enjoyed a relaxed dinner together. After the flight attendant had cleared their trays, Jim asked if she might like to move over and sit with.