He took the purse from the couch and turned it upside-down over the coffee table. He watched as its contents spilled out. He saw the dart gun and revo...ver. And he saw the police shield too.He picked up the shield and inspected it. "So you're fucking Steve Endicott, a lieutenant detective?" He flung it away in anger. It bounced off the wall and landed on the floor eight feet away.He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into tight fists. He walked to the shield and ground his heel into. I know because I’ve measured his father’s before and he has a 8 to 8 1/2″ cock. Pausing just for a second I told him that he sure grew into a very big man. Well I did my best to get as much of his hard cock as I could into my mouth and work him the best I knew how. I’ve sucked a lot of cocks in my days but this had to be the most exciting for me to date. I licked the head, up and down the shaft and even sucked and licked his balls off and on, but from the sounds coming. Gary greeted her with a very unenthusiastic ‘hi’ and held the door to let her in. One look at him brought tons of guilt down on Julie instantly. He looked terrible. His eyes were red and there were bags under them. He hadn’t shaved in the last couple days at least. And he was dressed in old, wrinkled clothes that clearly said he was paying absolutely no attention to what he looked like. He said nothing as he led her to the kitchen table. ‘Want anything to drink?’ he offered in a monotone. Julie. Johnathan Hunter wasn't messing around when it came to his mistress, if that was indeed the relationship. Only time would tell unless someone asked, and I had no intention of being the someone. As long as they didn't cause me any trouble, I just didn't care.Speak of the devil, I thought as I looked out my spy hole in the door. "Why hello Cheryl, what can I do for you?" I asked."I was wondering could lower the heat in my apartment just a little?" she asked."Tell you what I can give it a try. If.