“I’d fuck him 10 times, for $60 million dollars.”She entered the hallway, and Ken watched her fade into semi-darkness, and then disappear into t...e bathroom. He wanted Alicia so badly he thought it would kill him. He’d gift the whole fucking jackpot to her if she’d just say yes to another date.In the kitchen, he removed two Heinken’s from the fridge and popped the lids. Alicia always drank from the bottle at home. He did also, and it aroused him to watch her sip from the bottle’s mouth.. She then made her way to the front of the room and locked that door too. “Strange”, I thought but watched and waited for my instructions. What came next still shocks me to this very day. Pauline Manson pulled her leather backed chair out from under her desk and placed it in the aisle. She then reached into her bag under the desk and placed a wooden brush on the top of her desk. “Come here Peter!” The instruction was unlike any I had received from Pauline in detention in the past. This was. This one was as intense as the first one and I injected as much or more cum into her than I had the first time. It was hard to tell because Sandy’s fluid was flowing too. When we started to wind down, she fell, exhausted on the bed beside me. My cock was now completely limp. For pure passion this time was even more intense than the time in the building at the water works when our souls had merged for the first time. Totally out of breath I rolled over on my side.“Sandy this was the most. She snatched them from me, and walked back to her patrol car.After a few minutes of waiting in my car, Officer Taylor returned with my driver's license and registration. She leaned into my window, and held out the items. As she leaned in, I was daydreaming about her breasts, and my penis became erect. I clumsily tried to take my license back from her, and I dropped it on my seat between my legs."Sorry, Sir." Officer Taylor said, as she reached down between my legs to pick up my driver's.