To fuck me with heated passion so when I lay my head on the chopping block. I’ll have this and my sweet Elizabeth’s memory as my last thought and ...ision as I take my last breath before my head is severed from my body by the executioners axe.Tears were streaming down my face as I knew soon they would come for me to take me to the filthy tower to await my summons to my death. I opened my eyes and was happy to see the dark night sky. I knew my loyal guard had more time now to batter and ram my. Meanwhile my right hand was working on Sarah,s soaking wet pussy obviously aroused not only by my manipulations but also the sexy antics of our daughter and her friend. Even before Chris groaned her climax Sarah was leading me back to bed by my cock and as soon as we were in bed she removed her nightie and I my underpants. No messing with foreplay, but straight up her eager treasure trove. I was so ready my cock only pistoned in and out of Sarah a dozen times before an extremely heavy load of. .. I knew I'd left something. The paperwork! How could I forget it? I groaned and walked back into the empty station. I quickly ran into the other side of the interrogation room. I grabbed the file and sighed. Good. It was still here. I was about to walk out of the room when I heard voices. "Kevin!" I heard a woman squeak. "Can we be in here?" "Not at all, baby, but it's just more exciting," a male voice rumbled. I knew that voice. It was the voice of Kevin Greendale, a bass ass cop who was a. She was clearly physically sound, no limp or other tell-tale sign of impairment. It was, perhaps, just possible that she was deaf, but when he murmured, "No more," very quietly she stopped at once. She certainly could not be one of those who would ruin the 'kill' or she would not be on offer tonight.'No, ' he decided, 'The Emir isn't refusing politely; he is merely leaving it to my judgement. Maybe she's too simple minded to be taught much, but I doubt it; the stupid ones do not have clear eyes.