I'm sure a lot of guys would appreciate that, but I don't happen to think that the fact that I'm dating a cop entitles me to any special treatment."Sh... looked at me strangely, then smiled. "I'll be ready in just a minute." Here," I offered, holding out my hand for the backing to the other earring, "let me help. I got pretty good at this with my wife." You're MARRIED!?" Melinda gasped."Was." I replied, placatingly, "She died while the kids were in High School." Oh." she looked abashed, "Sorry.". .. So, for a few days, I continued the fantasy, thinking that it will remain a fantasy. The best thing was that my wife suggested (first 2-3 days)that we should spend more time together, then (next two-three weeks) suggested that she can drive with me, so she doesn't get bored, and I was stupid enough to think that she is really missing me. After almost a month, we had an order from the above told client. When I went to deliver, I didn't realize that my wife came out of the car to see the guy.. Varna, her lungs bursting, heart banging against her ribs, finally made the relative safety of the trees. She threw herself down and lay gasping for a few moments as Nora kept the security guards at bay.Once Varna had her breathing back to an almost normal level she pushed herself up and looked round. They were in a small gully at the edge of the wood, Nora lay on her stomach firing the pistol she had picked up, her deecrets lay either side of her below the edge of the rise. "Nora, we need to. Her jaw was stretched and her tongue was flattened under it. She put her hand around the base. Only a few inches were in her mouth. What if he manhandled her again and made her take it all the way down her throat? She heard of girls doing that with guys who were really long. Could she handle that? Just the thought of a cock going down her throat gave her chills.Debbie moved her head back and forth a few times. The guy, whatever his name was, moaned. His hips started moving, working the end of.