He could see ears perking up all up and down the hallway. The hazards of working in a small town, everyone knew what you were doing. And they all knew...that the sheriff had given him this case with his fullest ‘confidence’. ‘Can we go somewhere more private, Sheriff?’ he asked quietly. The sheriff glared at him, he liked to do his job in public. Even if it was dressing down his deputies. Made him look tough and no nonsense, the exact kind of presence he wanted to display on his platform for the. .Once he thought the job was done well, he wiped it clean with a washcloth, and put her on the bed beside the other two girls and went down on her. I sat there in the doorway. The first stripper that I dropped money on.. The first stripper my wife wanted a dance with... and what was seemingly a d**g dealer trying to give us our first taste going down on my bare pussied wife. I wasn't in on the action... the familiar feeling of being jealous, yet aroused, turned up again. The parties engrained. Of course, she wasn’t aware that my horny athletic well-hung son had already afforded me that pleasure and I fucking loved my ass being violated.‘Sure, honey…we’ll have to see what we can do on that front.’…and I left it there.‘Really? Are you sure you’re up for it? I’d love to see some big cock sliding up your ass whilst I suck on your hard-on!’This obviously excited her as I felt her ass compress my cock at the thought.I started. But I would do it reluctantly. I realised her calves were soft, warm and smooth than mine.Mine were hard, rough and hairy, as I was a sporty guy who ran fast in races. Sometimes I would feel sweat between her calves, but I ignored it and focussed on my stuff. After that, she would ask me to massage her back. Now there would be no way to massage her back withoutRemoving her gown, which would deem her semi-naked just in her inner wear, she did not do it.Let me transversing from her ankle to the.