As I stepped onto the sand, a security guard stopped me. “Sorry, this section of the beach is off limits to the public,” he told me.“That alrigh..., I’m Alisha’s husband.”“And she’s?”“The model,” and I pointed at her as she stood ankle deep in the surf 50 yards away.He shook his head, “My instructions are to let only let people with a pass onto the beach.Fuck it, I thought, I’d always been allowed to be with Ali on a shoot, and this wasn’t going to be the first time it happened. I called over to. I managed to get my books in my locker and I decided that I’d keep them there from now on. Another dent was found dead center in my locker and a note had been slipped inside. You ever get here earlier, be sure to come with armor, bitch. ~ Alicia and Candy Great, physical threats too. I know they don’t have anything against me, I’m just a very easy target and popular kids apparently find pleasure in beating on the insecure. Then an idea flashes through my head. I could bet money and win. When the Raleigh PD SWAT van arrived, she dragged me over to change out of the bulky armor I still wore. The rest of the SWAT team had already changed, and shook my hand or slapped me on the back when I got there. “I gotta admit,” the head SWAT guy said as he shook my hand, “we thought this whole thing was a load of crap, but you called both snipers and they were right where you said they’d be. We didn’t even know about the second one behind the judge’s house.“Joe said that you were upset. Suddenly Justin gave a gentle push and breached my sphincter muscle. His head pushed inside me and his shaft followed. I gasped and stopped sucking Ronald's cock. I nearly passed out, my head fell toward the bed. I'd never felt as full. Justin stopped with it inside me and waited. "You okay?" I took a breath and nodded. "Yes, go ahead and fuck me baby, go ahead and fuck."I took a deep breath, or maybe it was another gasp, as Justin pulled back quickly. Not enough to come out of me, but almost..