He used to enjoy doing that – taking them to the park with Susan, and sometimes by himself when she was working. He sighed, and realised he was doin...g a lot of sighing.It seemed much longer than a year since he was embroiled in that disagreeable entanglement with the police and the legal system. It had changed his attitude to the police ever since then.Oh, the officers who attacked him at his home were disciplined – the Sergeant losing his job and pension, and then sent to prison with Seth for. He is around fifty, but doesnt have too much middle aged spread, and we fitted nicely in the bed. He was exhausted, but he wanted to make my life interested, as well as having some nice skirt with him at the end of a long day- so- we did it a couple of times, the second orgasm not quite satifying a young, maybe even oversexed lady, but it certainly did the business for him, and he was well asleep in seconds. No pre-breakfast fuck for me either, he was rushing. I had come a little prepared, with. I was losing control. As I drove away, I could feel my stiff cock touching the bottom of the Audi steering wheel. The hound was pulling at the leash, begging to run after a pussycat.I pulled into my driveway a few minutes later and slinked through the dark, empty house into the shower. The bathroom promptly filled with steam and my cock was twitching for attention.Fuck it. It had been a while since I had pleasured myself, almost two years. I gripped my member at the base and began to stroke,. "Any news, Harlan?" Hugo asked the man."No sir, I'm afraid not." Harlan D'Urzo, Hugo's most trusted advisor, replied as he stepped into the Regent's office."Damn it Harlan!" Hugo nearly shouted at his advisor as the grey little man came up to his desk, "Regency Day is but three weeks from today! I need that bloody crosier!"The crosier of which Hugo was speaking was a richly ornamented staff, covered in gold and stones. While the materials covering it meant that it was indeed a valuable item,.