She could feel the fine splinters grazing her soft skin. The cold mountain air blew up and under her skirts as work worn hands pulled back the woollen...material, exposing her white soft thighs to his hungry eyes. The material of her bodice was torn where moments before one of his colleagues had grasped it, ripping it from her full breasts. One nipple had popped out, rosy and pink, enticing in its fullness to their lustful gaze.Their growls of wanton lust pounded in her ears as she had felt long. In fact, I'd been born in Texas, I'd come to respect Mexicans as hard workers. I'd also had my very first cock sucking experience with a Mexican guy who had worked for my parents briefly!I was under no illusions that these Mexican and Nicaraguan guys actually 'liked' me (though they 'liked' it when I sucked them off). Our two worlds had so much acrimony; so much shameful treatment by we gringos; so much economic and military interferences; that there was little hope of ever assuaging any of. "Is that for me or for Laura?" she asked, not even faintly jealous."For Rover here," Mark told her, pinching the big dog's throat fur in his fingers. "He gives me more than the both of you put together."Cleonora pinched her lips together and punched him in the side, making him exclaim. She said, "You are mean, you bastard."Mark laughed, wrapping his hand around his jerking cock which was waving lewdly about in the air like a redwood tree not quite knowing which way to fall."Heh heh. Not so mean. "So, my name is James Gordon, but you can call me Jim, as most of the others do. Jack had high praises about you, said you were an extremely thorough man and very reliable" the commissioner said as I sat down in my seat. "Jack also told me you were a brilliant officer, rising to lieutenant in merely a year, and the others think you will rise in the ranks of Central's police department as quickly and find yourself in a very nice office in no time. So tell me, why would you leave this cozy job.