"Bend your knees a bit," he instructed. "You're a long-legged fucker. Would love to get you on your back with those legs over my shoulders or wrapped ...round me." Would be nice," I responded, bending my knees as instructed.He fucked for a few minutes, then buried his cock in my ass and held it. He wasn't cumming; his cock was expanding. I turned to see him pulling off his jacket. He spread it on the ground, never taking his cock from my ass. He guided me to the jacket and onto my hands and. Or rather night. You see, I'd gotten this idea from my ex-girlfriend in college but never got to try it out. So I took Anna to a nearby playground at like one in the morning. It wasn't by any houses so there was little chance we'd be seen by anyone. As I was parking, Anna was already stripping. She could already tell this would be fun.First, I chased her up on some equipment. She was having to climb a rope ladder but I gently pushed her down. Then I got underneath her and started banging her. However, that wasn’t that often either with the number of hours they each had to spend on duty.Captain Manning wasn’t gay or bi-sexual. However, his partner had an unhealthy influence over him, and he had very little say in the manner of his use, as the navigator’s receptacle of choice.The navigator had been disconcerted by the last two jumps and had the electrician and the drive specialist check ever system. The electrician came across the dodgy transformer by accident, when he was opening the. ”“Harold.”Columbo clapped his hands together twice, quite loudly, and the kids scampered upstairs to dress for the ride to those Paseo motels. Didn’t take long, just flip-flops and tee-shirts. Condoms. They followed Columbo and piled into a large, black van, Dodge. Another day at the office.Harold gestured to a blue club chair and sat on a red sofa. Both were leather, both gleamed.The odd thing is, I didn’t even think about being left alone in a house with a naked guy. And not a good guy, not.