Lieutenant Mayfield – Lieutenant in charge of Security.Sheriff Quinton Tate's Home Near Winter ParkSheriff Quinton Tate had stocked the automatic fe...eder for the horses and put out extra hay so he wouldn't have to get up early tomorrow morning, Sunday, to feed the animals. He stepped back into the kitchen as Virginia finished with the coffee maker, and the phone rang. Expecting it to be someone at the Sheriff's Department with an emergency that would screw up their weekend, she answered in. She guessed her mate and the weak skin had gone over the cliff.She knew the easiest way to the bottom of the ravine. It was a fairly daunting task which took over an hour to reach the bottom. She walked thru briars but they didn't snag her hair they passed thru like a comb. She found her mate first he had been impaled by one of the Oak limbs which had been broken leaving a jagged end. She worked and worked to get his body off the limb. Then she initiated a ceremony that I can not relate other. I stood and looked down at her. She was just perfect, bound and curled up in my trunk. It had taken less than 3 minutes thanks to careful preparation. Now to drive her home and get her inside. I parked the car in the garage and made sure the door was shut all the way before getting out and opening the trunk. Not a sound or a peep from her as I lifted her out and carried her upstairs to a room in the attic that I had prepared for this sort of thing. Willing women were one thing, but I wanted a. I held the door open and Brenda walked ahead of me into the house. She must have read my mind and pulled me towards the bedroom. All I wanted to do was to trade kisses all over our bodies. We sat next to each other as I pulled her tank top over her head. As we lay next to each other, our breasts pressed against each other, we kissed and sucked on each other's tongues. My hand slid along her side, unfastened her cutoffs, and slipped them down her thighs.My fingertip dragged through her pussy.