Sir? Are you there?"She checked her equipment and confirmed that the line was still open. But no one was on the other end now. "Shit!" she said quietl....Pete Riordan was still struggling with his domestic dispute call, using a patrol cop's hard earned street psychology to try to calm the couple down. He had gotten them out of the screaming phase, but they were still glowering and threatening each other. He had just begun trying to convince them to seek marriage counseling help, when his radio. After pulling his slim silver laptop out of his backpack, he plugged in his own headphones while it booted. Moments later he dropped into the game.“Kev, where are you?” Despite being in the same room, he used the in-game communications to speak.“Going up the ridge,” he said. “Come up on the left and meet me at the choke point.”Slipping into the game, Josh’s muscle memory ran his avatar to the ridge. It was easy to get immersed in the flow. The audio and visual cues from the game had become so. I quickly pull my panties back up and take a pair of plastic pants from my bag. These are the kind of pants that an adult baby would wear over an adult diaper. I pull them up my legs and once they are around my waste my friend comes over and bends over and emptys her mouth full of cum into my panties and all over my now shrinking cock. The plastic pants are to make sure that no cum escapes. She kisses me so i can taste my cum from her mouth. Now my friend has emptied my balls I know its my turn. He is a big handsome black guy. I was sitting on the window sill, teasing him, as ususal. First, I always like to play with him a bit, just give him parts of my body, slowly strip and offering only bits of what he knows it comes next, but now he told me: "Stop! Get naked and sit down!" I was surprised, because he usually playes my game. He is very romantic. I never heard him so demanding, but in the thrill, I just submited. So there was me, sittng on the sill, all naked with my nipples pointing.