‘But Sarge…’ he said, trying not to offend me. ‘Give me the goddamn handcuffs Bobby, I’ll do it myself,’ taking Bobby’s cuffs from his t...embling hands. Bobby’s a good kid, I’ve known him most of his life. He’s going to make a fine cop someday, he’s just a little confused right now. Hell, we’re all confused right now. I even wonder how things ever got to this point. Something inside snapped I suppose, after over twenty years on the force, I should have seen it coming. Anybody is capable of. The governors had had a big row over this, not to mention the parents, but in the end it was decided that money was too short that they couldn’t afford not to accept some boys. So that was how I ended up here, gingerly pushing open the big wooden door into the reception; of course I had been here before, a jolly lady in her mid-forties had shown me round a couple of days ago on the weekend, but it was different now; there were actually people here. And don’t get me wrong I can handle girls:. He eased in and out until his entire cock was covered with her pussy juices and he was balls deep inside her. He was shocked that such a little, slender woman could take his entire cock without hardly a grimace or inkling of discomfort. He worked her slowly until Monique stopped sucking cock and screamed back, ‘Fuck me hard and fast. I’ve been a naughty girl. Punish me.’ The guy tried to do as told and began pounding into her just like she asked. Monique tried to hold on and keep the other. Cletus was a little taken aback when Bright-Sky announced that they would start working on the next baby as soon as she was able. She thought that might be as long as a week, but she hoped Cletus wouldn't mind waiting. In the final weeks before Black-Man was born, some of the unmarried women of the clan had expressed an interest in Cletus and had asked Bright-Sky if she would mind if they had a sample while she was incapacitated. Bright-Sky had given her permission to the women and had insisted.