I was in full uniform with my disguise over that, so I was plenty warm enough, though it was 35° F outside. Martha ran the engine periodically to war... us up, so that was not the uncomfortable part of the vigil. We had parked in a quiet parking nook and were just sitting there talking when there was a sudden crash of window glass on my side of the car!Somebody had used a piece of pipe to smash in the window, and he was reaching for the button to unlock all of the doors. There was somebody else. This couldn't be happening to him. Stanton spit loudly into the palm of his hand, and then rubbed it around the huge dome of his cockhead. He wanted to fuck the little bastard dry but his massive cock would need a lot of lubricant to penetrate that hole. Even though the burly guard liked women, he had on occasion popped a few asses while he was a corrections officer and he found that a boys snug asshole was nearly as good as a virgin's tight pussy. Rubbing the cockhead until it glistened he. As we got tothe parking lot, she reached over and kissed me ever so gently on thelips, holding the kiss as she looked into my eyes.As she retreated, she said: "Are you free for dinner tonight?"I stared blankly at her, too wrapped up in her kiss before I came to beand replied without thinking, "Sure." How about," she pulled out a pen from her console and scribbledsomething in a piece of paper and as she handed me the note said, "Howabout you pick me up at my place at say six tonight?"I grabbed. "Well," he chose his words carefully, "Not except for requiring that the pictures are properly identified for their sexual content." "So anyone can post naked pictures and you can see them if you want?" "Well, yeah, uh... yes, I can see pretty much whatever I want." Ashley showed signs of accepting this unexpected information and took on the manner of an attorney examining a witness in court. "And who posted these pictures?" Jarrad, recalling that messengers bearing bad news were sometimes.