That's how the old sheriff made his money. Nothing was ever said because he ran the county under his rules and if you complained you didn't get electe... to another term. That's the way things were run here for the last forty years or so. I don't pretend to like or agree with it but I think you and the new sheriff are about to change a lot of those ideas and habits." It's not a matter of change, but just being honest and being proud to belong to a department that is smooth and run for everyone.. But in the past 'fixing' my hairhad meant it being cut. And that was the last thing I wanted. I Icould see a pair of scissors sat right in the middle of the dressingtable."Ok then sweetie," she said at last after looking me over. "How wouldyou like me to do your hair? We can use any of these accessories thatyou like, or I can cut it nice and short for you."I thought about it as I looked over everything on the dressing table.Eventually I told her I wanted piggy tails, nice high ones, loose. She’s a milf for sure with beautiful full breasts and curves in all the right places. I saw her beaming smile from miles away and just admired her pretty face as I walked closer to her. All the while my cock was pulsing in my pants because I knew I had an ulterior motive for her. She greeted me with a warm hug and as she did I inhaled her scent, her hair brushing over my cheeks and the scent of her body from the side of her neck. I held her waist as she came in for the hug, allowing me to hold. She nibbled lightly on the head of my cock as I told her enough! lay back and grab her legs up and grab her ankles which she did with a sigh of contentment, I got down on my knees at the edge of the bed and worked my hands up her body as my head moved up between her thighs rubbing my nose against her hard clit, as my fingers were around her nipples pinching and tugging on them my tongue gliding up and down and between her labia lapping up her sweet nectar it wasn't long she was grinding her.