The third man ran back to the aircraft and removed a large first aid kit. Jason Nichols was looking at the four deputies. "What do we have here?"Diane...said, "I think these are the animals that shot Sasha. They came back to finish the job. If they are real cops, they are real stupid cops."Jason moved to the four men. "Who's in charge here?"None of the men answered.Diane volunteered, "The chubby one was doing all the talking before."Jason nodded and moved to face the large deputy. "Good enough. .. I DO LOVE TO GIVE HEAD! So I’m looking forward to tomorrow as much as you & maybe more.”We draw straws that Monday morning and I go third. Damn! But that’s okay. In less than forty-five minutes I’ll be holding Beryl’s head in my hands and fucking her lovely mouth.When I enter her hut, my cock was already rock hard with anticipation and Beryl on her knees waiting. She smiles up at me and said, “So you’re number three. I hope you’re ready.”“I believe I am,” I say as I walk over to her and. "Hey, uh, David?" I caught his eyes in my rearview mirror. "Have you fucked a lot of dogs? Or just..." Uh..." His mouth opened and his blue eyes got bigger, which was cute, but he didn't blush or anything. I think he just wasn't used to hearing a teacher talk like that, the F word, I mean. I wasn't used to being so crude either, but it was definitely blunt."I've done it with a lot of different ones," I said, feeling my tummy tighten. It was exciting to confess, to talk sort of dirty about my. Two adults who want each other, and who should please each other. Now shut up.”She kissed me again. Only this time, there was no softness to it. Only raw, a****l passion. Her tongue assaulted mine as if this were the last time she would ever kiss. She pushed herself down onto my cock as hard as she could, and began moaning into my mouth. Her hands ran through my hair and over my chest, down my arms, and back to my shoulders. She pulled me forward, wrapped her legs behind me, and began humping.