This guy could steal your house and you’d never know it until it started raining. He was good. Too good. Not as clumsy as a magician, or as dull han...ed as a sculptor. When I arrested him, the bastard stole my gun, ammo, and the key to my handcuffs. He didn’t shoot me. He didn’t even escape. It was his accomplice that put the two in my back. It was the same day I turned my back on law enforcement. Sex. Drugs. Power. Money. Money. I had a wife. I had a family. She’s gone now, with our children.. Was she in for a shock!Pete Peterson had taken her straight to his apartment after their late breakfast, without spending too much time at all in conversation. He had simply told her what he desired and went about moving the events of the late morning along at a pace and an agenda of his own determination and his own making. She had lost control early on and had never regained it over the past hour or so.Irina had been somewhat awed by Peterson's take-charge attitude. He was not necessarily. Her arms gave out and her hands slid until her elbows rested against the table. She began to see stars as wave after wave of extasy overtook her body. She distantly heard Amber wail lost in the throws of her own orgasm, but all she could think and feel was the huge storm of her own orgasm and Michael's cock Pistoning inside her cumming cunt. Hearing Lisa wail in her gorgeous high pitched voice as she came, feeling her cunt orgasm around his cock, Michael knew he couldn't hold himself any. Who? he asked again as he slid the head of his yummy cock in my ass, you are! i said loudly, then i said, fuck me daddy please! fuck your baby girl! as soon as i said that, he said, that's right, i'm your daddy! and shoved his cock all the way in my ass! oh my god! felt so fucking good! i gasped and moaned and held on to the couch. you like that baby? he asked me. god yes! i moaned and started moving my hips in rhythm with his fucking, rubbing his hard cock all up inside me.that's it baby he.