I laughingly called it my 'bat utility' belt after the comicstrip Batman. It had my Ruger P-85 9mm semiauto duty pistol, two extra fifteen-round magaz...nes, two pairs of handcuffs, a slot for me to stick a portable radio into, and a collapsable metal baton."What's it like," she asked, "carrying a gun all the time?" It's a responsiblity," I said, "like driving a car or owning a house, that's all. Only a little more so." Can I see your badge?" she asked.I tossed my uniform shirt over to her. "It's. One guy lies down and I am sucking his huge 9 inch cock deep in my mouth and using my saliva and spunk from the other guys I have sucked off for lubrication. As I am going down on this huge cock another of the crowd slips in behind me and pulls my pants down. I feel a mixture of pain and pleasure as he slips on a condom and gently eases his cock inside me. I continue sucking the monster cock deep into my throat as I feel the bulbous tip of it touching the back of my throat. I keep sucking. The older man grabbed her by the arm, “pee for me you filthy slag love to see your golden shower” he looked at Ray and Don and got a nod from both. He pulled Amber towards the kitchen “in here easier to clean up after” Ambers face was a gasp “please no I can’t not...” Ray stroked her neck “go on just this once for all of us Don wants you to” Amber relaxed a little moving hesitantly towards the kitchen. Everyone followed anticipating a grand finale to the evening.Ray decided to take control yet. Of course, when I stitched you up, there was blood everywhere, and it was scaring me half to death. I suppose that kept my mind off the stitching. But ... amateur or not, those were some very nice stitches. In six months, your scar will be barely discernible,” she bragged.With the stitches out, Phillip was a lot more comfortable, and it showed. As the weeks rolled by, Dessie continued to fish, hunt rabbits and pheasants and search for food in the overgrown field while Phillip slowly began to.