They took him to a snazzy motel room. He was alone with the pretty detective, but they had told him that men were outside the door listening, and she ...ad a panic button she could press at any time if she didn't like what he was doing. She wore a short black dress, lacy bra and panties. She sure was one hot chick. (She was also Fred Sacks's niece.) Nice ass, and she let him do her like a dog. It sure felt great. He panted as he poked into the little woman over and over again. Fucking a cop;. “How did that feel?”By this point Blaine has started to pant as well. I stare back deep into his eyes, trying to find a way to get my mouth to say what my brain is trying to convey, although I’m sure by the look in my eyes he already knows the answer to that question. My heartbeat starts to slow down slightly as I muster up enough courage to speak.‘No one has ever made me cum that hard before.’My voice is shaky as those last words fly off the tip of my tongue. I scoot back up onto the center. They walked the short distance to the office. It was dusk, once they were out of the restaurant, not too many people noticed that her dress was so outrageously unbuttoned. The few that did had a double take like they had just walked by a live model from the "Over 21" store.When they went in the office, they had to stop at the security desk to sign in. "Hi Sam." The security guard said when he signed in. "Hello to you too, Mrs. Jenkins." The guard smiled. The guard hardly noticed Tony as he. Chris was careful not to move his head much. The enormous bouffant wig hewas wearing had an awkward tendency to shift. He had three layers ofmake up on and so much jewelry that he rattled when he walked."I want you to go over to the door and greet Ms. Tanner just the way Itaught you."Dutifully, Chris minced from the back of the printing plant to thebuilding's front door. Opening it, he flashed a big smile.In the bright sunlight, he could barely see if anyone was really there."Oh Ms. Tanner,.