Then he left.Watters stared at me for a moment then slapped me on the shoulder, as if we were old friends."Good luck to you, Sergeant Blacktower. When...this is over, if you want, you'll be more than welcome to come back. Keep your eyes open and your head down." Then he left and I was alone.I cleaned up my paperwork and case files, updated all my emergency notification data (I puzzled over who should be told if anything happened to me and the only one I thought might care, even a little bit, was. I was sat in my (locked room) as per the norm - dressed just in lingerie in case I had an interruption surfing the normal websites - contact sites and porn sites. I'd been chatting to a guy on squirt for awhile, he was 37yo, black guy, decent body and a lovely thick cock. He wasn't that far away but as per the normal constraints neither of us could accommodate - my flatmates were in and he was married. The chat though was getting racier and racier, i was huffing on my poppers and i was. "My name is Helen and this is my mother", the accident woman said. He smiled and introduced himself and then on the invite to sit, did so. He listened to the argument put by both women that he could have been mistaken and that the light was amber when Helen turned. Following the speech he took up the glass of juice that had been provided and then said. "I have already signed my statement, to alter it could be classified as perjury and that would be highly illegal", he paused and both women knew. Feeling your hands on the back of my head, and hearing a moan from your mouth, you are enjoying watching your cock enter my mouth. deeper it goes until it's at the back of my throat. With your nudge I begin to stroke my hand up and down your shaft, at the same time piston my mouth up and down too. I've never had a cock in my mouth before, but as I reach down and stroke my own dick, apparently, I like it, as my cock is throbbing!You start to piston your hips and tell me I'm a good boy. I gasp.