"Glad to help out," Rick said in a mocking voice from the corner of the parking lot, holding a beer can. "Shut it." Jordan turned to face him. "I thou...ht you left." "I did. Then I came back," he shrugged. "I am the Sherriff, and I am allowed to come and go as I please." "Are you authorized to drink while you're on duty?" Jordan asked, eyeing the beer can."You don't have to a bitch all of the time. I came to make sure everything had been hauled away. All of this loose stuff laying around is a. He watched, we enjoyed and he was the witness at our wedding.Our wedding was a very simple affair. Julie was my Maid of Honour, married to the Best Man. She said she was too old to be a Brides Maid. On the night before she helped me get things ready. “Shaved your legs?” she asked. “Yes!” I replied.“Shaved your pussy?” she questioned. I looked at her. I had trimmed my pussy because it looked nice and Neville enjoyed it but I had not considered shaving it. “No, do you think I should?”“Men love. I could clearly see his massive, thirteen inch dick trying desperately to rip through the fabric. I could even see the beefy veins on my son’s donkey-cock pulsing and the fat head of his thick dork was leaking pre-fuck through his pants leaving a big wet spot, which I could actually smell. I felt my cunt begin to leak at the disgusting sight but I squeezed my thighs and composed myself enough to explain the problem I was having with my son.“Do you see?” I said, pointing at my little boy’s. My girlfriend was there and she was pissed of with me cause she thought i was flirting with another girl(which i was ha)so she got up and stormed into the house.I continued to talk out the back garden for a few mins and my friend came out and suggested i go in to talk to her that she was upset.When i went into the house i couldnt find her.I checked the toilet and sure enough she was in there.I knocked on the door and she told me to go away.After a few mins she opened the door and went in.The.