If he arrest someone, we will do nothing. I don't want to loose this opportunity. He clears the scene and is headed back to the office. Tells me we wi...l finish that letter when he gets in. I understand his code and prepare. I slip off my panties and wash me self up. I got very wet and worried about must smell. He came in and we locked the doors. I assumed the spot where we were. he took me in his arms and held me. Once out lips locked my body reacted. his hand found me as wet as when he left. .” I gasped, teary eyed.“It’s okay!” He insisted. He pulled me close again and stuffed his fat cock into my mouth. He bobbed my head up and down on the tip, and then pushed his cock deeper into my throat. I could barely breathe. My eyes rolled back as I gagged continuously. He threw my head back and I fell from my knees to my back. He got up and grabbed my shoulders. He dragged me to his room and threw me on the bed. I was on my back and my head was leaning off the bed. He reinserted his dick. I immersed myself in thoughts of seducing a drunken Andy. The way I would stroke his arm, lean in close to whisper in his ear – flashing a little cleavage in the low cut dress I planned to wear. I imaged his eyes following me as I headed to the exit, his hand stopping the taxi door as I climbed in, his tongue sliding inside my mouth as he kissed me in the back seat. He would pull me inside my little flat, pushing me back against the front door as he slid my dress up around my hips and pulled my. They often served as his muscle off the football field, as well. Ken was intimately familiar with these three, as they had made it their mission in high school to make his life a living hell. Being stuffed in lockers, having his wallet stolen, all were commonplace with them. The three approached, attempting to appear imposing, which they were from the perspective of the ever-scrawny Ken. ‘I’ve got nothing to say to you guys,’ Ken muttered as they approached. ‘Well I’ve got something to say to.