He was glad Pam knew the things that might tip her off. It was way past midnight when they fell into bed and sleep had claimed him almost immediately....Apparently Pam hadn't been quite as tired.'Now, where has she gotten to this morning?' he wondered, stumbling out of bed and padding down the hall to the bathroom. Bladder relieved, he went to find her.Ron was greeted by a decidedly delicious sight when he entered the kitchen. Pam sat on top of the table, both bare feet supported on the seat of. When he got outside, he took a deep breath of clean air, relishing the absence of the smell of spilt beer. About 30 seconds later, the woman who Jack’s friend was talking to came out, her red-and-yellow patterned blouse darkened by splashes of airborne beer. Jack took a deep breath. What did he always say? Another deep and steadying breath. Still doesn’t help he thought. One last breath and… ‘It’s downright dangerous in there, isn’t it?’ She looked over at him, surprised. She had a pretty face,. ”“Will you tell me about this and everything while you work?” she asked with a small flirty smile on her innocent face.“Ask away, gorgeous,” I quickly replied with a chuckle. I pulled out two pelican cases I had overlooked under the monitor desk.She asked as I opened them, “What are LAPD and SWAT?”“Starting easy, I see,” I laughed. “Los Angeles Police Department and Special Weapons and Tactics are an elite assault squad of officers from the Police Department.” “Holy shit,” slipped from my lips. Her palms spread the round cheeks wide. Her tongue licked and lapped up and down the running gash, bathing the wound, making it all better.At the same time, she began to move her own ass. She felt full. She felt warm and liquidy inside. It didn't matter now that it was Midnight's cock up her pussy.There was a certain justice to it, even, because Midnight-- good old Midnight--was part of the family in his own special way.She heard him growl softly. She felt his haunches pumping up and down as he.