That means they aren’t too gentle when they do pick one up. From what I’ve seen of MCF officers, that doesn’t surprise me. Quite a few of them s...em to “adjust” their uniforms to look more intimidating; patent leather belts, tighter than regulation skirts, higher heels than you might think practical. Most of them look like they’d enjoy the excuse for a bit of in-depth interrogation. Somebody with an uncharitable turn of mind might think they were dressing to incite attention that could be. ”“What the fuck? You couldn’t say it any nicer?”“You don’t need to be an asshole either. You haven’t exactly given me any incentive to treat you with any kind of respect.”“I am your elder. You owe me respect.”“Whatever respect you were owed, you destroyed by being a fucking dick. Besides, only an arrogant tyrant demands respect. A real man earns it, which you have not. Now shut the fuck up so I can tell you to phone your sister. There is no way I am talking to that bitch until she recognizes. Susan didn't hesitate to step out of her suit where it was bunched around her ankles, and move over to where Holly was. There, she pulled down Holly's suit, and replaced Holly's fingers with her lips and tongue.Even though I'd just had a climax, the sight of the beautiful Susan with her face buried in Holly's crotch started to get me hard again. Diane saw it, and quickly came over, reaching down to take me in her hand and start stroking me in encouragement. With Susan's dark hair fanned out on. Right in the top drawer was her underware. Nothing too sexy, just pretty plain XL bikini bottoms. I found one of her clean bras, damn no tag! I wanted to know what size her gorgeous tits are. The shower quit running and I quickly put the bra back and closed the drawer. Now I had to get out without being seen. My cock was throbbing as I snuck past the bathroom door. I went back into the guest bedroom where my wife was sleeping and closed the door. I whipped my cock out and started masturbating.