Jomo had no idea of the significance of what he was doing. He had been raised as a subsistence farmer, growing enough to feed his family and have just...enough left over to trade for other essential items that he couldn’t produce himself. Squatting there in the dirt, he was making the mental shift from subsistence farmer to production farmer. He was now thinking of farming in terms of yields, acreage, and staffing.Jomo looked up at Hearth George and said, “I don’t see how it can work.”“Why. He then inserted it into my cunt and set me down on it, all the while I was servicing the cuck in my mouth. It was not long until his balls went up inside of Him and his cuck replaced the cum that a second ago ran out of me. Then came the first of several shots out the end of the cuck in my mouth,---- I climaxed. I was then taken out into the room. Another of the three was laying on the floor, his cuck was also soft but did not ask me to sit on it but rather his mouth. His tung went right up. ”With that I left to visit the other sheriffs and chiefs I had worked with. I would speak to them all by the weekend and then go home. First, though, I needed to call Mike Crowley. When I called after lunch, he answered, “That you, Grim?”“Being a trained police officer, I deduce you have caller ID,” I replied.“Who says being a detective is difficult? Besides, Linda told me you called. It’s good to hear from you, Grim! What’s up?”“I called for some advice. Know anything about being a police. She was doing another video for Chris tomorrow, a hardcore one, this week was almost booked solid, and now only one day free the following week. So much for the part time job she could just fit in as and when she wanted. She smiled to herself. Nina opened the door to her studio, it was just before eleven. “Coffee?” she asked.Sukky smiled, and nodded her head, then followed Nina into the small kitchenette. “So, how was last night?”“The concert was fantastic, but god, he was a bore. Don‘t book me.