His hand came up off of his own cock. I'm sure that wasn't there before. As he reached out, he bypassed the proffered beer and took hold of my tackle...."Nice?" he asked.No I thought, "Yes" A bit gay are we?"No I thought again, "Yes" Put the beers down and bend over"Not on your nelly, I thought. I put the beers on the coffee table and bent over. Shit!His hands gripped my hips and I felt his cock probe my crack. Aha! Can't get in, I thought in triumph. I pushed my arse back further trying to open. Then he looked up at the cameras and said, “Thank you. My name is Michael Crowley, and I am the Chief of Police for the Matucket Police Department. I am here to briefly describe the events leading up to the incident which occurred in East Matucket last night. After that I will turn the podium over to the District Attorney for Matucket County, Bo Effner.”Then it got amusing.“Monday morning, agents of the Federal Bureau of Investigation and the Department of Homeland Security came to Matucket for. "I'd love that. Now kiss me you sexy vixen!"I pressed her up against the wall, kissing her on the mouth. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet. Her tongue fenced with mine as I trailed my fingers down her side, following her hip and sliding down to the wet furnace between her legs. Her body twitched as my finger's lightly caressed her clit, then I slid them up inside her juicy depths.She moaned into my mouth, her eyes closed tight as she writhed on my fingers. I found her hard clit with the heal. Evidently, they were already moving in on each other and I could hardly blame them for that. Yes, there would be plenty of opportunities to add those two to my harem, but the time for that wasn’t here just yet. They had a job and duties to perform for now, but their day would come for the rest of it. The more I dealt with people, the more aware I became that most folks seemed to crave intimacy with me far beyond the norm. Schumacher Syndrome became less abstract by the day, with all of its.