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You must have something better to do with your time.” “Okay, you’re right—I do have another motive. Have you given any thought to joining the National busty Association of Chiefs of Police? Wilson was a member.” “That’s hardly much of a recommendation considering he’s likely to spend ten or more years in prison.” “Okay, that was a bad example. There are lots of us who participate. I’m on the program committee for our next annual conference and the committee asked me to talk to you about that big drug bust you led. They’d like you to be our keynote speaker, and before you say no, the conference is going to be in Vegas. You can leave the wife at home and have a ball with the boys.” “If I decide to go I’ll be taking the wife, assuming that she’s physically able to travel then. As for having a blast with the boys, I’ve never found that to be terribly appealing—not even in the Navy, but I will meet with you to discuss it after I first talk about it with Lucy.” “Fair enough; how’s next Tuesday for you? Say around ten at mom the Academy headquarters?” I agreed and returned to work. I had finished my budget meetings with the City Council and they had given me mother almost everything I had requested. They did balk at buying a new Barrett .50 caliber sniper rifle with a Leupold M4 scope at just over $9,600 state bid price. I had asked what would have happened at George’s Menswear if I hadn’t been available. My rifle and scope locked up in my gun safe wouldn’t have helped at all. “We don’t have many cases like that, Matt,” one of the Councilmen said. “In fact, that’s the only one I can even remember.” “I’m sure you’re right, Don, but times are changing. We may have taken down a big drug ring, but they will be replaced within six months and, even if they’re not, drugs are still available in any big city. All we need is one drug crazed loony with a gun and we could have a big problem. How many lives are we willing to gamble with? You can’t build a house without a hammer, you know.” He laughed. “I am a carpenter by trade, as I’m sure you know.” I did know that, but my arguments went nowhere so I retreated diplomatically. Of course, I knew I wouldn’t get everything I wanted. Lucy was sympathetic on the drive home, telling me that she had tried her best, but there were limits to how much she could do. She did try to make it up to me in the shower and later in bed and she did a really breasts good job, but I was always worried about public safety. That’s a police officer’s job. Paul met me outside homemade the Memphis Police Academy entrance with a strong handshake and a hug. We walked together with Max into the building and out the back door to a small grandstand where we watched as candidates took their turns at what I always called the “shooting gallery” in which figures appear suddenly in doorways and windows and the cadet has to decide to shoot or not based on an instant’s recognition. We watched six cadets go through the course and all made some mistakes. Hey Zander, what are the chances Prestira loses her shit if I let her go? She groaned at the contact of my large, pillowy mounds and hard nipples. She gasped as I sucked on her cock hard. Twyla wraps her arms around me and rolls onto her back, pulling me on top of her where I lie dizzily still for a minute, nestled into her breasts satin strapped cleavage, feeling the skin of her belly against mine. I had to drown her. I didn’t know how long I could hold it before I filled her with my hot cum. "Luke my grandma will probably cream herself as soon as you start fucking her. Her fingers ran over my balls, my legs, and stomach. As she slowly presses deeper inside of me she says “You are my cock slut tonight!” She begins fucking my homemade ass at a steady rhythm slowly at first only to continue to get harder and mother harder. Not that I could relax that much with the egg inside me and Alfie still giving me random blasts of full power. The elevator door opened with a ding, and we stepped onto the twenty-fourth floor of the west tower. “It has to be your decision, Lara,” White Queen replies, although I can tell from her tone she wants me to go. The air brakes hissed as Cliff saw the girls walking towards the rig in his side-view mirror. The woman flipped her hair over her shoulder while blowing out a pink bubblegum bubble, biting down on it mom to pop it as she leaned forward, the projections shirt designed such that its ample cleavage could be clearly seen as it leaned towards Synthia. Her flesh wrapped about me. It was incredible to feel my daughter's silky cunt caressing me. “I was able to offer the deal to Jesse, because I could personally verify the busty quality of the goods” Tanner sat back and spread his big legs apart. Her sex wet and damp already, pink between her firm legs, as his large hands felt and groped her body. And my charger was back home.