Marla has been a favorite cheerleader at the stadium for a long time. A few of the cops have come by to offer sympathy. She was always nice to them. B...unswick, an old cop whom everyone calls Joe Joe, lights up a cigarette and cries through the smoke like a true Marlboro man. Joe Joe is funny when he smokes. He seems like the type who goes home, shucks his uniform, grabs a carton and his favorite blue jeans, and heads out to smoke in a rusted out old Cutlass-Supreme. It is a religious practice,. " It better be me," I said with a mock stern tone.She giggled."So, what about the whole anal thing? Did you enjoy it?" I asked."It was definitely different," She said. "I guess I liked it, but, believe it or not, it still feels like your cock is in my ass right now. It won't be a regular occurrence anyways. Are you ok with that?" You are saying I will get to fuck your ass again, if I'm a good boy," I said in a joking manner. "I'm more than ok with that."Then more seriously I said, "I thought it. He began kneading her breasts, pulling her chemise down to find her breasts. His tongue began to circle her nipples, first on then the other. He began to playfully bite her breasts and neck. Her hands began to explore his body, moving across his back feeling the muscles move under his shirt. His shirt was beginning to get wet from the sweat running down his body. She grasped the front of his shirt and tore it from his body, reveling in the sound of the cloth ripping and the moan that escaped. "We really shouldn't..."He shuffled his feet anxiously outside.Just then, a thunder strike clapped high above in the heavens, and rain began to trickle down from above.He looked up, as the droplets began to flick his head."Emily?"He called out nervously into the castle as he peered through into total darkness.No reply."Oh, heck!"He exclaimed as the rain began to pour hard, forcing him to take shelter inside.It was so black inside, that he couldn't even see his hand in front of his face."Emily?.