“OK”, he said. “Get back in.” I moved into position, with his legs over my shoulders and my cock lined back up with his ass. Since his butt ha... a slight gape now, I could slip back in with almost no resistance. As I started to pump, I glanced at a clock and saw that we had been fucking for a little over a half hour. This time it didn’t take long for me to get to the point where I was trying to hold back cumming. But this time, Fred was not having it. He reached up and started rubbing and gently. At least it was good to get a break from the pressures of finding the bad guys and closing cases that demanded full attention.The newspaper was filled with rank speculation about a high-up connected guy that was under lock and key in the tombs. He was a Brooklyn wise-guy and a “made” man, so it hard for me to wrap my head around his arrest in the first place because the shit was about stuff that had happened at least three prosecutors ago and was centered around extortion and arson cases that. The moment she arrived on the dais, he had her face down on the whipping bench and her rear end uncovered ready for action.Hiss ... CRACK!The woman screamed; this was no ritual stroke, and the arse-cheeks quickly displayed an almost black line of bruise across the olive globes.Hiss ... CRACK!A second scream echoed round the room, perhaps an octave higher than the previous one, as a second stripe appeared on the unfortunate woman's arse. The Emir took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows, but. As I sit the coat falls open and reveals my legs I can feel men looking at me. I have a quick glance around and they all look away. I know they will be looking again soon so I slip my foot half out of my right shoe and with my legs crossed begin to dangle the shoe from my foot. This is the most obvious flirting but nearly every man was watching me. I read the advertisements on the train and let them have a good look. I wonder how many will be thinking of me when they make love to there wives.