"Coming from the woman who took a cop for a drive in the river, it might not help much," he suggested."Let me kill one fucking cop and I never hear th... end of it," I said in my fake whiny voice."So okay you leave me at the office and head on to your meeting with the P.O." I had a feeling there was more to it than a parole officer hearing. Royce often left me at the office while he went out to do something on his own. Since life without Royce was almost unimaginable, I let him have all the time. (If you haven’t tried it, just try it sometime. It is fun to be licked on the ass and also rimming is a direct way to heaven).After 2-3 minutes, he opened the drawer, took out the condom and a gel for lubrication and applied it on my butt hole. The ride began a little bumpy but in a minute, it turned into an express!He was pinching my nipple with one hand, he had the fingers of his other hand in my mouth. He was fucking me fast.(Just imagine it guys, it’s the most erotic position I can imagine.. He almost wished he hadn't, though. It only made him more horny for the real thing. The worst part of it was that he could tell she was dying to have his hands on her as bad as he was wanting to do it. Whenever she got the chance she shot him a glance so hot and sultry it would have melted butter. His prick was so big he began to worry about having Karol notice it... which would be hard to explain later when he begged off fucking her.That night he told them all they'd be getting up at six. .." She ran a finger over the back of my hand; her touch was electric. "Maybe I can touch them... But that's maybe," she said harshly, and she pinched my hand, hard. I grimaced...but nodded. "Maybe, if you're a good boy... But we'll have to see." She looked around. "Who checks the bathrooms?" I startled, then replied, "Anybody who volunteers... I'll do it." She grinned. "Okay... I'll be the one you have to drag out, then. I'll see you in a few minutes." She leaned forward and kissed me,.