Sergeant Pat Gibson reached down and flipped the switch to "yelp" as she slowed for a red light. The car's dash-mounted blue light splashed its rays a...ross the other cars as they inched out of the way or stopped.Three minutes later she pulled up to a non-descript battered house in a slightly run-down area of the city. Blue and red lights sparkled all over the lawn. Two marked units, a car that could only belong to a detective and an ambulance were pulled into the yard. Pat stiffened as she. It just wasn't possible that his life had come tothis."And if you listen to the whispers of the servants up at the hall aboutyou propositioning Lady Harriet then I wouldn't put it past him to pressfor an attempted rape conviction. That's could be another five or tenyears, depending on the mood of the magistrate, especially when involvinga titled lady."Burt moaned."Locked away with murderers and rapists, burglars and pickpockets - nowomen; no niceties; no comforts; no freedom. You're going to. I hesitated but decide to agree to go with him to this place. I ask him where is it at but he says it will be a surprise. I laugh and agree to go to this place. I tell him that I will follow him in my truck. With a stern look and serious tone he says no and starts to open a car door…….the door of the car that we just “happen” to stop in front of. I didn’t know what to do since it caught me off guard. I decide to get into his car and leave my truck in the restaurants parking lot. After. I raised my stockinged legs upward, resting my heels on his strong back, feeling every thrust as he began to increase his rhythm.“I’ve missed fucking you!” Tom whispered into my ear “We never ever got another slut as good or as dirty as you!”I groaned approvingly erotically aroused by Toms fucking and pillow talk.“I was only a slut for you guys, but I think I will continue to be a slut for you guys!” I panted “Plus I find it very naughty that I’m a married slut!” I finished, knowing the.