Place your hands behind your back. You are under arrest, anything you say can and will be….” He whispered my Miranda rights in my ear and sent shi...ers down my spine. I said nothing, what could I say? He was right. Shit I was scared, my dad was going to trip. I would never hear the end of it… We walked out of there, he was standing behind me, holding me by the handcuffs. I caught a glimpse of Reyna fighting with the other officer as he tried to push her inside his car. I couldn’t help but. From the top of the pile, he removed a can of Coke and handed it to Ed. Setting the can aside, Ed pulled a single folder out of the pile and opened it. This had to be the worst of all the files that he had seen. Pencil flying over the page, he marked almost every line on every page of the file.He threw it over to the agent and said, “Rake this person over the coals. I don’t know who they are or much they owe, but considering the amounts on each line they are robbing the American public.”Ed. It felt so good, but Joan knew more would follow. Should follow. Then Paul kissed slowly back down her thigh. Joan groaned in frustration. He stopped. With no warning his tongue was probing her vagina! Joan cried out. Paul used his hands to open her fully and paused to look. Then he dipped and licked around her pussy, her lips, probing again, circling her hole slowly. Joan was squirming now. Paul wrapped his strong arms and hands around her thighs to hold her tighter in place. Joan could barely. “So, got some coffee?”I didn’t even bother responding to that one. I busied myself for a moment, neatening up my bed and getting out my sexytimes towel. I realized that he was staring at my panty line. Well, it was time, so I undid my pants.“Oops,” I said, unconvincingly.He began to turn away, blushing, but I pulled him in for a kiss. To my surprise, he wasn’t really a bad kisser. Some guys do it really awkwardly, and there was one who just slobbered all over my face, but Julian had a nice,.