On the advice of his fellow officers he had returned to the scene of the accident and satisfied himself that it was an accident. The taste of hot coff...e couldn’t hide the bitter taste in his mouth that he had gotten on learning that he was to baby sit this guy.Taking a sip of his hot coffee, he was startled when a cowboy sat down at the table with him. He asked, “May I help you?”Ed replied, “Yes, you can Officer Tougas. I want to know every detail about my wife’s death. I want to see the scene. They have a job for me that he seems to think I’d be interested in.”“Yeah? What sort of ‘job’?” Frank asked, sounding a little irritated. He knew that, whatever Tanya wanted to do, playing ‘I Spy’ for Uncle Sam wasn’t anywhere near the top of her list.Tanya shrugged. “He didn’t want to talk over the phone. He wants me to come see him.”“Are you going to?” Frank asked.“He seemed to think I will,” she replied. “He told me to watch the news tonight.”“What channel?” Frank wanted to know.“He didn’t. He was a bit drunk but not so drunk that he couldn’t find my pussy. He drilled me furiously all the time calling me a slut and a whore. Obviously that was his way of getting turned on. So I shouted back that he was a lousy fuck and he should go harder. In the end we were both moaning loudly as he unloaded. He pulled out and kissed me, apologising for calling me a slut. I didn’t mind as I enjoyed the dirty talk. I didn’t have a chance to get off the bed as soon as he stood up there was another. I lean over your back, my chest touching your skin, and I’m on my knees. My hard cock, with its red tip damp and glistening, touches your slit, and you move to welcome it. I wrap one hand under and between your legs, sliding my fingers around your clit, not touching it, just teasing as you push yourself back against me, desperate now to have me inside you, and my cock finds your warm entrance, nuzzling, widening your hole as your muscles wrap around my erect skin. The grass beneath us is.