I've grown to like you very much and I'd like to see you do well."Garry's eyes welled and he swallowed before he was able to speak. "Thanks, Becca. Th...at means a lot." I'm pretty sure that Polly likes you a lot too since you started carving with her." Oh, I dunno." Why do you think she joined the choir?"Garry shrugged."I think she wanted to do more with you." Strewth!" Don't you like her?" Yes." Would you like her to see you go to prison and wreck your life? How do you think she'd feel?" Oh. He looked at his watch, then said, "Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes.Today is Friday.If you can give me a new reason for speeding – a reason I've never before heard – I'll let you go..."The old gentleman paused then said, "Thirty three years ago, my wife ran off with a policeman;I thought you were bringing her back." Have a good day, Sir," replied the copper.QueenslandThe owner of a golf course on the Gold Coast was confused about paying an invoice, so he decided to ask his secretary for some. A smallish middle-aged man stood outside, dressed in a suit that my newly acquired fashion sense told me was probably from a discount house. Uniformed police flanked him. He frowned at me a little, and consulted a paper in his hand."Umm ... we're looking for Mr. Carstairs," he said hesitantly."You have found him," I said is my most courtly Charleston accent.His face broadened into a smile. "Hello, then, Jack," he said. "I'm Richard Ashley."So this was Richard, to whom I'd spoken so often on the. I now groaned in pleasure at his onslaught of his monster cock inside my vagina. He hugged me tightly and started his rhythmic strokes with his cock in and out of my moist pussy. We were both drenched in sweat because of the heat in the room and his manly sweat smell was making me more hornier and wanted to have more of him in my pussy.He now started to kiss all over my face licking the sweat off my face and he even kissed both my earlobes and I shuddered in excitement when he did that. Down.