Cliff noticed that the Porsche was not driving straight but swaying a little. 'Please, don't crash!' Cliff thought. The radio came alive again."Boss, ...liff, this is Eric. I'm in position and here comes Frank. We're blocking the bridge."Cliff was driving perhaps two hundred yards behind the Porsche. A quick look in the rear view mirror showed another set of flashing lights coming from behind."Cliff, this is Chief. I'm behind you. We'll seal off the Clearwater side."Chief was Senior Deputy. "Thank you.So, what's the plan then?" Unpack, spruce up, and walk to a little restaurant I know and havebooked, just around the corner. Romantic dinner, then back here. Boogierags on, and hit the basement."And that's what they did.***The restaurant was small, and very discrete--many couples had a privatebooth to themselves, whilst others were secreted using screens and plants.There were candles everywhere, and the food was good.Alex was wearing some of Claire's old cast-offs--a long-sleeved. His balls smelled horrible and they tastes awful, his sweat was all inside my mouth now, and so were his white curly pubes. He took my pants down and started moaning, he then put his cock inside my anus, my ass made wet splashing sounds as he started to thrust against me. His cock was now fully erect and it was huge, he squeezed my ass as he fucked me. His thick cock felt so good inside my tight asshole, he made liquid come out of my anus as he fucked me. After a couple of minutes he took his. " She murmured.He couldn't do it. Terry trapped himself and now he was scrambling to figure a way out of it. He could confess what he was really worried about, say it was nothing, or make something up.She poked him in the ribs. "Come on, open up." I just wanted to make sure that you were happy, and that I was doing everything possible to keep you that way. If there is anything at all you want from me that I am not giving to you, please let me know. I love you more than anything and it is.