Damn these older, sexy women with their fuller figure, slight insolence and inert apprehension about the police. 'Morning officer, what have I done t... get your attention this morning?' she asked. She was actually flirting with him but he could still tell she was nervous beneath the confident exterior and he, in that instant, knew he was going to break every rule in his police book because there was no way a mere mortal could resist the soft, Welsh accent that tumbled from the woman's mouth. He. Thanks to Deirdre I am much fitter than I was when I first met Brigit. I still think Brigit cheats from time to time. Now I ought to be able to win tussles with Deirdre yet sometimes she overpowers me easily. I cannot win against Deirdre and Brigit.Brigit’s skirt vanished. My head sank between her naked legs. She settled herself comfortably as I began to worship her. I was being as assiduous as I could be in arousing her sex when my trousers vanished like Brigit’s skirt. Deirdre’s hand found my. I will not allow my customers to be cheated. The customers notice and really appreciated it.The dancers miss the cut that other clubs give them on the sale of drinks, but like the fact the customers didn't hassle them over drinks. Of course every once in a while a dancer gets drunk, but it is funny watching her stumble around trying to strip.I have a few rules that apply to all the staff, NO DRUGS was one of them. If a person got caught using, selling, or carrying, out the door they went. There. Finally.Our lips met again. This time, it was no accident. I didn’t have to pretend to be just a daughter. I could be what I truly craved. I could be his lover. My tongue thrust into his mouth as our lips worked together. My heart pounded so fast. The energy rippled through me, tingling from my lips and washing down my body.My nipples hardened.My pussy clenched.His hand crept closer to my pussy. My hot, wet, juicy snatch. My hand found his thigh. I felt his muscles through his slacks as I.