While sucking your both nipples, I am placing my hand on your pussy and started to rub it. You are now mad with desire. You are raising your hips and ...ressing them to my hand. I keep rubbing your cunt. I am running my finger between the lips of your cunt and taking your swollen clit between my fingers and pressing it. You are shuddering as an electric current are going through your body. Your opened wide legs have made more places for my hand. Your hips are now slowly moving up and down in. He thought there might be some beer, but wasn't sure. It was okay with me either way.I finished up by quarter to three in the morning, and we climbed into my car and I followed his directions to his house. He said he and a room mate were the only ones living there, and his roomy might not be coming back tonight after all. I'd never met his roomy, but if he was anything like D---, he had to be hot! I parked on the curb in the cul de sac, he stepped out saying, "Come on in, dude." I followed his. While the owner was answering questions about the illegal surveillance gear and automatic weapons found in the van his company owned, his office caught fire and burned to the ground. His men were smart enough to say nothing and deny all knowledge of the weapons and gear. The one who could talk said they were mugged, even though nothing was taken. Mike Hogue returned to his home in San Francisco three days later. …………………………………………. Mike frowned as he sat on the plane. Someone, someone with money,. . fucking faggots, i nevere liked cops. fuck the police. theyre all piecees of shirt that need to die in a fire right now and make the world a fucking bettter place. i want to fucking single handedly nkill each of them with a fucking chimpanzee. or throaw a banana at theri head and they slip and fall and DIE DIEDEIDIE DIED I DIE DIEDIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE! KILL KILL KILL!!! i am feeling blood rage right now and i am going to take a fucking break from this story and kill some fucking pigsok.