Fishing his rapidly hardening erection out of his pants, she squeezed it, looking for any kind of tell-tale sign of disease, even smelling it briefly ...efore judging him to be ok, slipping him inside her mouth. "Don't fucking cum in my mouth, or I'll bite it off!" she warned as she continued mouthing him. Tex merely grunted an acknowledgment, his hand still roughly kneading and squeezing her breast. She shifted as though uncomfortable, hoping to dislodge his hand, but he simply followed her. Maybe being her sister with the striking resemblance helped. Shaking his head to clear the thoughts, he refocuses his attention to the task ahead.The sun has fully risen. The air is crisp and clear. Over the next hour, he stalks from building to building, looking for some sign of the kidnapped men. But it is those two men that find him instead of the other way around. As Spencer turns around from looking into a window, Patmore and Cooke stand with a mixture of confusion and partial relief on. Only the slotted panties and my stockings are left. Glancing at his window, I see him slowly stroking his now very hard and erect cock. He is almost as hard as he was that day in the grocery store.At the moment, I present my ass to Kent, bent over slightly, and begin lowering my panties down my thighs. That day in the grocery store, I reached into my blouse and pulled my bra down below my tits. I thought he was going to cum in his pants. And to be honest, I felt like I would cum too if I so. I love what I do. Most of my work is in the criminal world where I meet people of all types. It can get a bit seedy at times-you might say I've become tainted-but I love helping people out of tight jams, and sticking it to the man. Nothing pleases me more than getting charges reduced for someone facing serious jail time or better yet, the thrill of an acquital. I rub shoulders with people involved in d**gs, prostitution, forgery, indecent exposure, tax fraud and a whole host of other serious.