Chains? No, horse tack, it was the jingling of bridles. The room seemed to dim and there was the smell of horses, sweat, and dust.The barrel fell from...my nerveless fingers, and the office snapped back into focus. I stared around me, nothing seemed out of place. I coughed, my throat dry and my head throbbing. This was just too weird; I needed to go home.I packed the pieces of the pistol back into the case and went to put it in my secure cupboard. I hesitated, and then tucked it under my arm and. I will do anything!" Samantha pushed her chair back and stood up. Desperation and tears in her eyes. "Anything ?" Said the officers. Looking at the girl desperate to keep the consequences of her bad behaviour private. Samantha nodded. The men ogled her big firm tits. She removed her top. "This what you want?" They looked at her red hot pants. Samantha hesitated , turned to face away from the officers then bent over straight legged and peeled the hot pants down her firm round ass cheeks to her. I asked her what she was doing. She drew the curtain and asked me to follow her to the toilet. I took one big shot of vodka and went after her to the toilet. We closed the door and I sat on the toilet seat with my jeans down to my knees. My cock was hard she lifted her skirt, removed her underwear and sat on my cock. She was tight and already wet. She started jumping up and down on it. As I was drunk, I just couldn’t come. She must have done it for like an hour she was totally tired she was. Licking my lips with my small pink tongue, I slowly formed my mouth into a wide oval. Leaning forward, I eased my full lips down over the crown of his massive bl**d-distended cock. The full effect of my hot, wet mouth suddenly hit Sam like a thunderbolt, and his entire body stiffened as if struck by a jolt of electricity. ‘That’s the way!’ Sam told me in a deliberately controlled voice. I held the velvety smooth crown of his stiffly erect penis in my mouth and sucked lightly on it, while at.