I wanted to scream out my frustration.The line at the Greek restaurant was long. They were busy, and I was hard the entire time.My balls simmered thro...gh the day, growing fuller and fuller. Part of me wanted to go jack off, but I hadn’t masturbated in months. Not when I had a horny sister who would take care of me. Besides, I didn’t want to imagine fucking my mom.I wanted to actually fuck her.I checked my phone every minute, waiting for that damned text from my sister. It would be gloating,. He reached up and wiggled his thumbs across her nipples, much like his sister had done, and marveled at the stiff buds. Since she had been elevated on the small stool, her titties were right in front of his face, and without asking permission he leaned across and immediately captured one of her breasts inside his mouth and began to wiggle and generally tongue her breasts. It happened so quickly that Krista almost fell off the stool with excitement. Where had this boy learned how to do this, she. I was still taunting her, with my hands and my mouth. It wouldn’t be long until she came again if I’d kept it up. I knew she was getting impatient, frustrated and she reiterated that fact when she grabbed my hair and growled ‘God dammit Beau, stop fucking teasing me.’ I laughed then, deep and throaty. That’s my girl, ever insatiable. As much as I wanted to continue right where I was, I obliged her. I stood, pushing my chair back as I did so, pulling her into a sitting position I kissed her as I. To Bulldog Bannerman whose Kansas City connections were broader and deeper than anyone else’s. Mayor Tom Lynch, President of the Police Commission, had the locals searching as well.Even though Hank Morristown had been Federal, the Kansas City police would be especially diligent. Some maggot had killed a lawman. At a moment like this, everyone is a brother in blue.I have only a dozen or so Irregulars who freelance for me, but they know people who know people ... every little bit helps. May help..