Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain a...out and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day and no matter what day of the week. Life consistently gives them the shaft and yet they carry on like every day is the best damn day of their. I licked it all around and noticed that it was just as clean and tasty as her tits were. There was a small lamp on the bedside table and it gave off just enough light that I could see things in the room and her beautiful face. Her face was tight by this time and I knew that she needed a release and I was just the man to give it to her. I licked her and and sucked on it and I shoved my face in her pussy and shoved my tongue as deep into her sex as I could, I pushed her hood back and sucked. They went through the records in the filing cabinets and on the computer hard drives, looking for leads to additional drug rings in this and other cities. They also were trying to discover any information there might be on bulk suppliers and the methods of shipment. They found so much useful information that it would take them years to follow up on all of it. Right now, they just wanted to gather information, they would figure out later what to do with it. They put everything back just the way. Thegirl took a sudden set back into Peter, sending him reeling to thefloor."Watch where you're going, pipsqueak," the girl taunted as Peter staredup at her broad, 6 foot even frame. Peter nodded in silence,intimidated by the girl. 'She could kick my ass', Peter thought withsome alarm while the girl went back to talking with her friends from theschool swim team.Peter's hand trembled as he got to his feet and picked up his purse.Peter could see some of the other girls laughing at him as his.