The second that door swung open, I was going to pounce on her, tear her clothes off while carrying her to the living room and make love to her on the ...verly expensive Kashan rug she had picked out herself. I opened the door, half ready to lunge, when I saw two smartly dressed LAPD detectives instead. ‘Mr Saunders?’ asked the heavy-set Hispanic woman to the right. I nodded briefly. ‘Detective Velásquez, LAPD. Can we come inside?’ ‘Hey asshole. Get a move on!’ I shook out of my memory to see. Afraid you’ll see one of them alien beasts run by you in the woods?” Mark asked, with a smirk as he nudged Pete.“I wasn’t afraid I would. I was hoping I would. Then you’d be out of a job up here on the mountain.”“Don’t get smart with the law up here, Coop. Just because you left here and went off to learn how to be a story writer, don’t mean we got to take no smart talk from you,” Pete scoffed at him.“Pete, I wasn’t talking smart talk to you. You asked a question and I answered it honestly. If. He looked at me and said nothing. He picked up the phone beside him. "Will you please see if Steve and Betty can come in here." He looked at me and said, "I want these guys to hear this too."There was a light tap on the door and it opened. A very attractive woman entered followed by a tall thin man. They sat in the other two chairs and listened to my story. She took notes and asked a few questions.I told them that I had been away a lot lately on business. I was working on getting contracts to. Then he positioned the head of it at her entrance and started to push it in, surprisingly slow. Painfully slow in fact. Each centimeter of the cock slid into her so slowly that it was even more torturous. The thick head forcing her walls to open for it, with her cunt spasming and clenching as it tried to remove said invasive thickness from her. What seemed like forever passed and finally the head of the toy cock was pressed hard to her cervix. But he kept pressing…Even though her body wouldnt.