I tell her yes, instinct.“Would you have done the same thing if you’d thought it was a real policeman?” she persists.“It was feeling I had fro... this man that makes me act so,” I tell her. “I do not know feeling of real police, so I cannot say. But if police are as you tell me, they seek to make others hold to law and do not do for themselves with no caring for law, then no, I would not do so.”“Well, I’m damn glad you did what you did, even if you don’t know exactly why,” she says. “Here, you’re. So, I started visiting bi and gay chat rooms and chatting with like-minded men. I met a guy online that lived about twenty miles from me. He was a bisexual married man with experience and he wanted to show me the ropes on sucking cock. He knew a place where we could meet.I met him in a grocery store parking lot and then followed him to a remote wooded area in his neighborhood to a house under construction. The builder had gone bankrupt and the house was unfinished. He took me to an upper level,. There were no boats, that we could see at the moment. I sat back in my seat, took a long pull off my frosty beer and the pulled my shirt up and over my head. "The sun feels great, doesn't it?" I said."Let's see," Teasyme replied. She took off her floppy hat, set it down on the deck of the boat, she stood up and pulled her long T-shirt dress over her head. She shook her head to straighten out her hair, which had gotten mussed up when she removed her dress, and stood there completely naked in the. I looked up at him holding his thick cock in both hands, giving him an eager and loving look. He smiled as I began to tease the tip with my mouth, the mushroom head was pronounced and stuck out very predominantly. I began teasing and dancing my tongue all over his tip, keeping direct eye contact with him. I wanted him to know I’m enjoying every second of this, and with every passing second I could tell he was enjoying it too, as his cock began to harden up in my hands. He moaned as I began to.