"Her hand pumped faster, her breath coming faster and faster. She pinched at her nipple, then pulled her piercing, painfully stretching her tit out. S...e moaned and shuddered, then let go, her small tit snapping back.My cock was so hard. I pulled it out of my orange pants, stroking it."Stop!" she moaned. "Do not waste your seed!" Then come on over here, press your sweet ass against the bars, and let me fuck that hot hole of yours." Oh, yes!" she gasped, eyes still squeezed.Fuck it! I wasn't. I gave that stuck-up cunt 20 years before she has skin cancer and a couple of failed plastic surgeries under her belt. I was getting more furious by the second. "Are you hearing this shit?" I asked Frank. He grunted as he squeezed his body back between the bathtub and the toilet. "Little bitch," he muttered, but without much conviction. "I'd like to teach her a lesson," I griped. I handed Frank a clamp. "Let's do it," I suddenly blurted. "Do what?" Frank asked, his attention focused mainly on. "He rolled over and began to close his eyes to go back to sleep, when he inadvertently noticed the time. The grandfather clock in the corner read eleven o'clock."Merde, I am late!"He swore and sprang to a sitting position. Leaning forward, he placed his face in his cupped hands."What a wonderfully amazing dream. It seemed so real! I have taken leave of my senses. How could I ever imagine that a woman as beautiful as Christine would ever consent to marriage with a..."His jumbled thoughts. It was the kind of trouble that might destroy his career and cost him his family trust. It might rob him of the friendship of neighborhood friends that would think him much too disloyal to remain close to any longer.She met Duane at the courthouse building downtown because he was tied up in some trials that needed his testimony to resolve. He looked ever so handsome in his uniform because the department wanted their officers to testify in uniform to get the message across that the men in blue.