The dogs were all over the car.”“Hmm, they were. But they haven’t found anything.”“What? What do you mean they didn’t find anything?”He ...hrugged. “Perhaps it was buried too deep in your purse.”All I could do was sob. I’d fucked myself. The fucking cop knew it all the time. That’s probably why he’d separated me from the other three. He’d already checked my name, learned I’d never been in trouble while the rest had records. I was scared shitless and he’d guessed I’d sing like a bird. Fuck, he was. Megan looked up from the counter. “I am surprised to see you back so soon! What can I help you with?” she asked Jamie. The voice inside Jamie’s head was no longer a voice, it had taken over again and was in charge of the show. Jamie replied “I would like another order of bacon wraps and a larger smoothie please.” “We are closing in 30 minutes just to let you know… but I will be here a bit longer to wrap things up so take your time.” said Megan. Megan was a bit shocked and was worried that she. But I'm your slut," she replied. "Does that mean you'll beat me now?" she continued hopefully."No, you little brat! Now, scoot." said Ken.Sighing melodramatically, she left. "Yes, Master." You don't really whip her, do you? I mean, I know that Annette and Gary are way into the BDSM thing, but..." Well, I certainly don't whip her as often as she'd like me to," grinned Ken.Knife just shook his head and went looking for some boxes to pack. Packing went pretty fast, even with all the grab-ass going. I always swallow the reward from a good blowjob. I must say that I am lucky to have a nice big ,thick cock. Eight inches cut. I am very turned on by big cocks. I keep hoping to find one bigger than mine to play with and suck on. Close so far, but no banana. I will get to the meat of the story, pun intended. I belong to a gay/bi private men's club about thirty minutes from home. It is a great place to meet and have sex with similar minded guys. Many are bisexual and older like myself. I have.