I didn’t comment when she went upstairs with one of the players after the game ended.No one asked me to investigate the heist. And we all knew it wo...ld be a low priority for the police who have serious crimes to solve.But I am a detective, even if it’s only a private one, so I knew the Great Wrigley Poker Robbery would be added to my caseload.One thing I’d noticed that no one had commented on was that the bad guys didn’t steal any poker chips. Even though they’re accepted at the Wrigley and a. He groans loudly as he shoots his seed into my clenching hole. Panting I pull my hands from his loosened grasp. He looks up surprised as I pull his face to mine. Kissing his lips roughly my arms wrapping around his neck. Pulling back he smiles shyly at me." I'm sorry I have no idea where that came from" no need to apologize"There's an awkward moment that paces between us."Err and umh I'm sorry I called you a c***d m*****er. Obviously your not. And I was more than willing anyway."Glancing over. I could almost make out her nipples and looking lower, her pussy, or was I imagining it? Then I felt my penis begin to get hard and to my horror, she reached out and took hold of it, stroking it gently and feeling it grow in her hand. I was torn between feeling how wrong this was and how good it was feeling. Oh god, I just wanted her to keep stroking my penis. It was getting bigger than it had ever been before, and harder, it felt like steel. It got to its biggest size ever and then she. Of course, let go here means one of two things. The sane ones are killed, whilst the ones that have turned insane, I have no idea why my father still kept them, are let out into the streets, anonymously. Yes, most likely investigations would begin again, but it won’t last long. They’re insane, they can’t prove anything to the judges.And that’s the only thing that worries me, people suing me over the disappearances of their daughters. A lot of them, I was responsible for, but I wasn’t going to.