Everything he had worked for, most importantly, the respect and status he had built up over the years would be gone. No way could he, would he, let th...t happen.Smashing his fist into the intercom, he shouts to his secretary"Get PC Scott in here now"Entering the office, the sight that sat in front of him was nothing that Scott had seen before. Gone was the proud man with immaculate features who demanded respect. Instead replaced by a man slumped in his chair, a face so red it looked as if he had. There is more to come and any and all comments are welcomed and encouraged. Please do not hesitate to contact me with question, comments, advice, etc. * Raphael and I had been friends since junior high. I had always had a bit of a crush on him, ok it was more than a bit of a crush, but we’d never attempted to have a relationship. He was my best friend. We talked about everything and I never had to worry about him judging me or not liking things I did. I trusted him with my heart and soul and. ” He said while he was still ramming my hapless pussy.I heard what he said but I couldn’t process a response or reaction as I was having a brain freeze from his monster hard cock pumping in and out of my tight pussy. I never thought an old man’s cock could be so hard and strong. But it felt good, really good. All I wanted was my husband’s small dick to quench my pussy’s thirst as I had a heavy session with this b**st and now his father was doing his job.Not long after my body felt tamed by his. I loved a snow, I loved a fresh smell offrost. I loved also this silence of frozen world. Even with these stupidpompons on my hat I felt this special kind of proud which native couldfeel in presence of foreigners - because most people are foreigners duringthe winter, they are children of sun and spring or summer. I was a childof late autumn and winter. Like the spirits of past whose presence Iexperienced sometimes.In opposite to people on the street who quickly tried to releasethemselves from.