The motorcycle cop stood there with an evil grin on his face, his gun still drawn. The grin went away as he saw the crowd beginning to gather and clos... in around him. I could feel the cold rage radiating from this mob of angry citizens. "That dirty cop shot the great profile." someone yelled.Another voice yelled, "Are we going to take this?"Someone else yelled, "Hell no. Get him." A bottle was thrown and another. Then a huge black man walked up to the policeman and smashed him in the mouth so. After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. . As I sucked, Tyler moved behind me and grabbed my waist,. Tugging my bikini bottoms down to my knees with one hand, he held me firmly with the other. Then he undid his shorts and hurriedly pulled them down his thighs. He ran his fingers along my wet slit before pushing a finger inside. I gasped. Gripping his cock, Tyler ran it between my butt cheeks, down over my asshole and to my wet slit and rubbed it with his head. Taking my mouth off the cock, I looked over my shoulder and said, “Please. In addition to Ted, Larry who is another co-worker of Amy's was in the car with him. They pulled into the driveway and walked into the house. No knocking just straight in.I gave them about 40 minutes, and entered the house. As I was hoping, there were three empty wine glasses on the table. I turned towards the stairs and slowly walked up. All three of them were laying on the bed with that drugged look on their faces. I went and checked the video monitors. Fortunately, there was enough there for.