My mouth drops to yours and we engage in a hard kiss, I move to your tits, desperately sucking, biting and pulling as I continue to slide in and out o... you. “ I want your cum in me boy, fill me up…I want to feel it firing into me fucker…all of it, milk yourself in me boy…” The filth coming out of your mouth is filling my head as you whisper into my ear, holding my head tight against your sizeable, firm tits. Grinding my mouth against your hard nipples. I lean back, grabbing both of your tits in. When we were alone in the exam room, the doctor commented to me about my hymen being missing. I lied. I said I rode horses a lot, from a really young age. I said my dad liked to play cowboy, and so we started riding together every day. I said I’d read the trotting could tear a girl’s hymen. I don’t know why I lie first thing. Gerry tells me it’s common in the Philippines. I really try never to lie to him though.The doctor didn’t think he needed to tell “my dad” about the state of my maidenhead,. I said “Madam, sleeveless with deep back will really look nice”. She asked “why?”. Showing artificial shyness and a bit of smile I said “Madam, your skin is very fair and silky and with black blouse it will show up very well with deep neck and sleeveless”. I expected her to blush and she did. But said “OK but keep the front neck high and not deep”. I wanted to continue this discussion so gathered courage and asked “Why Madam, with deep back front would also look better if it’s deep”.She said. There were a total of eleven defendants in the trial. I know that sounds like a lot of cops but the simple truth of the matter was that we were unable to charge most of the higher ranking cops because they had a combination of insulation from the day to day operations and a shit-pot of good lawyers that mounted an effective defense against the charges.Uncle Joe decided to go with the eleven goons that had reams of evidence against them and come back later to indict the others another day. I.