Cindy smiled at him sweetly, and invited him to take a seat on the couch.She remarked that the officer looked thirsty, and wondered if she could fetch...him a glass of water. The Officer accepted the girl’s offer with an awkward smile.She left, and he heard ice cubes tumble into a glass, then water running.A door opened, and an old Hispanic man wearing a dirty sleeveless shirt and a pair of low-hanging greasy brown trousers without a belt, shuffled into the living room. The fly of his pants was. .. she started to groan a little and I started to drive forwards into her... we were now pounding really hard... I fucked her so hard she had to hold onto the branch to stop from falling forwards... I banged faster and faster until she begged me to stop, her legs weak and her pussy dripping... I felt so good and yet I wanted to cum as well... she was on her knees facing me now and looking at me she said she really was shagged out... I'm not I said... she held out her hand and pulled me down to. It took a while, but he eventually looked up from his computer screen. His expression was impossible to read. Your mother would be very disappointed in you, he said. Anger shot through me at the mention of my mother. Who was he to tell me what my mother would have thought? Then again, he was right. I bowed my head and waited for him to proceed. Striking a superior officer almost always results in immediate termination of employment, explained the captain. I sighed, assuming my fate was sealed.. We used to meet and go to a hotel once a week, I used to tell my hubby that I had business and needed to stay at the complex as it would be too late to travel home. We had it all worked out, he would drive and I would get a cab, and we would check in under a married name.I got to the hotel one night a little later than usual, and he was there, waiting for me, asking why I was so late. I told him it didn't matter, I just wanted to get up to the room and fuck him senseless. He smiled and agreed,.