Returning to his desk, he stood directly in front of her, his height presenting a challenging and imposing demeanor. “You want to unleash on me, giv... it your best shot!” he threw it back in her court while fully posturing an assurance of no repercussions. “I can speak freely and frankly?” “By all means…especially if it will help get rid of this attitude you have towards me!” “Maybe if you didn’t turn me into your fucking go-to person there wouldn’t be an attitude!” “And if you weren’t so good. "That feels good, Mister Sheriff! Oh yes, that feels good!"Gary slid his hand into Amber's night shorts and rubbed her sex. Amber began breathing heavily and moaned as his touching and fondling continued. He began sliding his middle finger in and out of her pussy, becoming wetter and wetter with each push."Ahhhhhhhhh, little missy. I can tell by the way you feel Amber, that you're not a virgin. But that's okay. You'll feel plenty tight around me." You're right, Mister Sheriff. I've been with a. If you see it hard ... THEN will you go?"Tiffany looked at him. "Maybe" she said.Jack didn't like the look in her eye. He decided to try another tack. "Well, um ... you see, it will take some time for me to be able to make it hard again. Maybe a LONG time. I mean it could be hours, maybe." He knew better. When he beat off thinking about Bunny in the past he was able to do it three times in an hour if he wanted to.Tiffany knew better too. She walked to the bed. "Aw gee, Mr. Kelly, that's too. “Yeah. I want to cum. Like in the car.” She looked down between her legs. She could see white stuff seeping out of her onto the bed. God, what if Mom saw it when she did the laundry? But it would be dry by then, nothing to worry about. Pete moved so he could reach her crotch with his hand. Cassie watched his fingertip move over her, searching for the right spot – her clit, that was what it was. She gasped when he found it, started rubbing it. Cassie licked her lips, kept watching him finger.