I certainly wouldn't call it acting.When I went to bed that night, I was exhausted from scheming. I masturbated to relax and then fell sound asleep. I... always worked. Sometimes the orgasm, self induced, was the only way to shut down my racing mind.Since I was working the 3 to 11PM shift, I slept till 7AM. It was still cold at 7AM, but I went for my morning run regardless. I finally did stop in for that bacon egg and cheese biscuit. I didn't stay for a visit, but that was okay they all said good. He would not have traded places with anyone.Lisa thought that Mike should be interested in trading places, with one of the captains, for instance, or even an assistant chief. In the beginning of their marriage she had kept quiet while Mike had struggled up through the ranks, from patrolman to sergeant, and finally to lieutenant. It was only after Mike had been a lieutenant for five years that she had begun to ask why he didn't seem interested in promotion. Even at that, she asked only rarely,. She stood just inside the doorway, silhouetted by the faint light coming from the hallway. She wore a long t-shirt; I couldn't see if she was wearing panties. I could, however see how her beautiful young tits were straining against the soft cotten fabric, nipples totally erect."Can I help you get to sleep, Daddy?" she asked demurely. She bent her left leg and arched her left foot, toes pointing as they touched the floor, posing for me. Where do females learn to do that? It it innate,. He can stay inserted and rotate his hips so the base of his cock presses gently on her swollen pussy lips. As this excites her, he increases the pressure and fights to keep her horses from stampeding and running away with the buggy. Pepper especially loved to feel his cock-head push through the resistance at the entrance of her vagina and pull right back so it popped going in and popped coming out—like squeezing a watermelon seed between the fingers. Pepper loved the feeling of being in.