“Who is he?”I reached into the pocket I had placed his license. “Joseph Wilcox.” I looked at Wolinski. “I know I’m just a rookie, but my d...ep cop instincts tell me that this guy is loaded.”“Yeah. Listen, I’ll keep Mister Wilcox from trying to drive the bench home while you radio this in and bring back the Breathalyzer.”The MDT reported that Mister Joseph Wilcox, 22 Sutton Place, Matucket, was driving around on a suspended license and had a long history of drunk driving. I grabbed the. . I was kinda hoping you guys would have asked me in last night. You know ... like ... like you did the night before.”Jamal nodded as he scooped the last spoonful into his mouth. He washed it down with couple of gulps of Red Bull before giving off a loud belch. Rubbing his stomach contently, he finally responded, “I get it, but yeah, well, there are just some nights where it’s gonna be like that. We’re just gonna want to fuck your mother on our own. She doesn’t seem to have a problem with that.. Then I felt a pair of warm, soft, moist lips press against mine. I put my arms around whoever it was and enjoyed a long, passionate kiss. I felt her breasts pressing against my chest, but through fabric. I opened my eyes. It was Maggie, dressed and ready to leave.“Thanks Mr. Thomas. You sure know how to thrown a party,” Maggie said. “My parents are expecting me home. I hope to see you again next year.”“Good bye, Maggie. You were wonderful,” I said as she got off the bed and walked out the. She knew deep down inside her gut that he was a total washout as far as a lasting relationship was concerned. Still, she had needed his long, hard cock badly and the fact that he was a little rough about it was right up her alley for helping her to get off repeatedly those times that he was hitting bottom inside one of her openings.It should have been obvious that he was one of those macho territorial types that act like they are the sole owner after having poked a willing female a single time..