Remember the “Good Cop, Bad Cop” stories you’ve read about? Frank was in his mid-thirties, twelve years older than me but at 6 feet and 238 poun...ds -- his hobby was bodybuilding, there wasn’t any fat in that 238 -- always played the good cop. For sure if you wanted to feel protected Frank was the guy who would make you feel that way.. Frank told me he was twice married and twice divorced. “Some cops make lousy husbands,” he said.It didn’t take him long to pull my story from me. “Your husband. "She laughed and put her hand to her mouth. "Sorry. I was thinking about the last time I heard a man say that."Morris got second hot dog and some more beans. He finished his beer and fetched two more, keeping his arm to himself but sitting hip to hip with the girl, their backs to a pine tree. Aware of her warmth and musty smell, he was becoming more aroused, more impatient."A friend of my father, a man he had known for years." She wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her jacket. "He came and stayed. She started to lick away at his head, trying all the tricks she remembered from her college days and the sounds of moans from Master reassured her that she was pleasing him. She suddenly felt a tongue on her pussy lips again and knew it must be Claire as Master couldn’t reach the position he was in, and she felt Master stiffen further as he saw Claire go down on his newest slut. It wasn’t long before she felt Master start to pump her mouth and she enjoyed the feel of his cock forcing itself. I then broke our kiss to take one nipple in my mouth as my hands began to kneed her large ass cheeks.After a very short time at this, she began to whimper and shake. As i nibbled on her nipple, she cried out and came! Since her legs would no longer support her, we laid down on the bed. She rested there for a bit as we kissed slowly, then sat up and pinched her hard nipples with her long polished sexy nails.Yes, she was large, and to me, with the passion and love in her eyes, she appeared to me.