The man in front of her stared at her."Arent you the police chief?" she asked calming down."Yes, listen, it's not safe out here you need to get home. ...here's things out tonight that shouldn't be in the cities, now go home as fast as you can." he said hurriedly, his breath increasingly hyper, beads of sweat begining to pour from his brow. "Chief Daniel?" she said as he fell to his knees. The newly elected man in his twenties yelled as loud as he could, a mans voice combined with a beasts,. Hell, more than a chance. He trained troops in knife fighting. Technically, he should have won." But you knew he wouldn't." Oh, hell yeah," the General laughed. "I just wish it could have been me that carried out the execution, but you did bloody Ellen (his combat knife) for me. For that, I owe you, Colonel." My pleasure, General. I just wish the bastard could have suffered. Arlene almost died, and Helen was hurt and might very well have been killed, not to mention what happened to Arlene and. Glen understood my plea and pulled me tightly into him. I strove to pull him tightly into me. By now he was working against me as hard as I into him. Whatever was to happen tonight, we were on the path to its completion. Glen’s fingertips felt like tiny electric probes making every nerve tingle and as his hands slipped lower over my hips touching me on my all but naked butt, I lurched and made a very audible moan. ‘Is this the main course, Stacey?’ I was ready to scream my demand, ready to. Then the smile returned, “I’m not going to stop.” Who was I to argue? She went on, alternately licking and pumping the shaft of my cock. I leant against the wall and tried to tear my eyes away from her beautiful golden head as it rocked back and forth, faster and faster. Delicious minute followed upon delicious minute. Her every motion was like the warm caress of a tropical sea and I found myself adrift upon it, sailing closer and closer to the island of dreams fulfilled. She moaned as I.