He was wearing a badge and carrying pistol as big as he was. The legend read "County Sheriff, 1947-1961" Maybe there was some hope for me.But I was st...ll interested in girls and their clothes. And I wanted a closer look. I had tried on some of my sister's things when I was younger, and loved the feeling, but quit when she almost caught me one day. It was just after school ended that my sister decided to clean out her room. Or Mom decided it for her. They stored everything in the basement. This comfortable silence continues until we actually reach Ottery , quickly grabbing the items we need; just some vegetables. What's Christmas dinner without spuds, parsnips, carrots and sprouts anyway. Mum likes to get them as close as possible to the day, so they are as fresh as can be. I grab Hermione's arm suddenly, as an idea pops into my head."Hey, Hermione, do you want to take a walk somewhere? I know this great place." But doesn't your mother want us back soon?" Nah, its fine. Come on.". I thought the cop was going to have a stroke right there.“Ma’am, may I see your license, registration, and proof of insurance please?” He asked. As she handed him the things he requested, I sent a message to her through our link. “Lightly touch his hand and lift up out of the seat like your shifting your hips,” I told her.She passed him her license and all the info he wanted. When she touched him, he kind of looked confused for a second. Meredith came up out of the seat about 6 inches, moved. He couldn't believe that I had managed to get all of his monster cock down my throat. When Dwight leaned forward over me with his hands on the bed on either side of my hips, my hands rose instinctively to his chest. Finding his nipples I toyed toying with them. "Oh yeah, that's a good slut" he moaned. Then rocking his hips slowly, Dwight started to fuck my mouth deep and long. I was so turned on that I thought I'd pass out. This black god using my mouth the way I'd used my wife’s pussy.