Having found her documentation, she lowered her window and reached out to hand them to the officer. Eyes lowered, she saw him lean down, resting his f...rearm on door. Instinctively, she took a breath and drew back slightly. Her heart skipped a beat as she met his eyes. It was the same cop – the one who had pulled her over not two weeks ago. She felt her face grow warm, flushing in embarrassment. ‘Well, Miss,’ he said, those dark eyes twinkling in amusement, a smile just beginning to spread. It was one of those glances that shift way immediately, only to come right back again. By then she realized that she had been caught looking. Instantly, I wondered if Id caught her looking, or if she had just reeled me in with her incredible eyes. It didn't really matter. There was nothing left to do but pursue the eyes and whatever was behind them.My place at the bar was a regular one. I was regular too. The routine was always the same; cabernet, very rare steak, baked potato, and my favorite. I tongued his anus with determination and intense pleasure. He moaned and writhed, his hands gripped the edges of the bed. When I was ready I rubbered up and lubed my cock. Not his anus. “Get in position. The position you want to be fucked in.” He raised his bum up until he was in submissive doggy style. My cock head touched his ring and pressed gently.“Well Gabriel. The choice is yours. You can leave or you can beg for my cock in your gay arse.” “Please Ben, I need your big cock in my gay. Supper was quiet; we had a small dining room all to ourselves, with a table meant for ten but only set for six. Charles had gone to bed, Avanna explained, so that he could take the night shift. The dinner was lovely but nowhere near as elaborate as those served at Hetty’s inn, and I was grateful not to have to worry so much about my clothes or table manners. After supper Fergus went up to his room, and Avanna stepped outside, leaving the four of us to chat for the evening.“Did you see the way.