She was tough—mentality and physically. She had good law enforcement instincts. She was head and shoulders above any probationary officer I’d ever...worked with. ‘She was one tough, gritty undercover officer. She got into some bad shit and got her self out of it. The other guys began to realize that you could depend on her. They started to accept her. Any doubts vanished nine months ago—right before I recommended her for sergeant. Son, I don’t know what you know about law enforcement. I’ve been a. Let me quote someone here... "amazing in bed". No, Marci didn't tell ME that, but I heard her talk about you to someone on the phone. I can't help but think that you and I could make such a good quiet friendship. Nobody would ever have to know, oh crap, please don't hang up on me," she pleaded.I was totally blind-sided by what I think I heard Char suggest. She was 60-ish, energetic enough, short, with rounded tits, hips, and ass. She was a woman who I had also considered as grand-motherly.. Too much had happened, way too fast. And now, Mitch was asking, “What about us?”“I don’t know what’s going to become of us, Mitchell,” she replied, shaking her head in confusion. “I need time to think. We all do—you, me, your father. This is a very serious matter, and our lives are never going to be the same. So for now, I’m asking you to just let me get through this.” Even with a heavy heart, she smiled softly, the simple gesture drifting down over both of them like a warm comforting cloak.. But suddenly, Gunther stepped back and one of his friends grabbed my hips firmly. In just one hard push, this lucky bastard was deep inside of me.I cried in surprise; but he put his hand on my mouth, to muffle my screams.I felt my pussy stretch hard as he filled me up. After a few gentle trusts he started to fuck me hard, pulling my hair, biting my neck marking me as his. He laughed, as he ruined my cunt, just as I begged to Gunther before.As I was close to cum, he tensed his body and pumped.