I had seen him pass when I was out of my car talking to Officer Cindy Smith. She had gotten me out of the vehicle to discuss more than my Hollywood ro...l at the stop sign.Ray asked "So did she give you a ticket?"Sort of." Sort of?" She said she wanted her ticket punched. Does that count"? With a little laugh added in."You're falling into a shit house and coming out smelling like fucking roses." Better lucky than good. Plus this one is your fault. You let her over hear us at breakfast a couple of. Unless men started wearing skirts and went oh well then,In a attempt to leave before things get of hand,I'm held up against the wall with my mouth covered while she whispered "I understand",In my mind,what the fuck is going on,Raced in my mind,so that's what those men were looking for,Little did I know i was the temporary prisoner,She wanted to mouth sealed until the men are gone from the shower,Heard two grunts,footsteps and the door slammed shut,She released her grip...however she didn't let. She was in her blouse and petticoat. Gorgeous. She submitted herself fully to me. She wanted my T-shirt and jeans off. She helped me to remove them.Now I kissed her toe, feet, navel. I played for some time with navel and then went to unhook her blouse. She was wearing a sexy black bra (got to know she had just bought it to wear for me).I could not resist tasting the lovely 34 melons. I went on feeling them with the bra. Her facial expressions showed she was thoroughly enjoying. I went on to. She was staring at me with a look I know I have had before. She was turned on and knew that she was going to get what she wanted. “Please don't.” I said and turned my face away. “I'm hurt, my foot is really sore.” Thankfully that registered with her passion filled brain and she immediately moved to help me sit. We checked my foot, and seeing the stitches were okay, she help me to get to my feet. Leaning on her for support, she helped me to lay on the couch in the living room. Once I was.