Her arms reached up and I helped her slide toward me until her head was just over the edge of the bed. Her neck was stretched as it arched outward and...as I looked down my thoughts were of how beautiful she was and how I hadn’t told her enough, hadn’t really shown my appreciation as I should have, how she deserved more than I had given her. She reached for my legs and pulled me closer until my still slightly wet and now partially aroused member was pressed against her face. With her nimble. The flex of your muscle, the curve of your ass, the smoothness of your skin and most of all how your cock hung, semi-erect between your legs as you tried to contain your desire.I can feel my cunt opening up more to take the dildo deeper as I move it in and out and around inside, touching every spot and feeling the building of the first orgasm as the vibrations from the bullet hum through me. My juices start to run over the cock as I’m lost in the feel of your own and my hand finds it’s quick. Of course you wouldn’t have known it to look at the rest of my apartment but it was true!) I felt a heavy leg awkwardly slump over mine, followed by an arm over my lower back. I turned around into it. My heart sank and stomach lurched as I recognised Red Barry, one of the bouncers from Shenanigans, a club I often frequented at weekends. His nickname came not only from his strawberry blonde hair but also from his fiery temper, he had a reputation for being a bit heavy handed with some of the. Roger was smart enough to keep his powder dry until he had all the facts in front of him. His biggest flaw was in relying too much on the "think tanks" of the division to guide his investigations. It was exactly the opposite of how her Harry had always formed his own analysis of the crime scene."My dear Chief Inspector, there are three perfectly logical reasons why your investigation is headed in the wrong direction."The amused high-ranking policeman sat on the sofa and waited for her to.