The music was loud, but not nearly loud enough to mask the sounds of sex--the panting, the squealing and the grunting. The door was answered by a hand...some young stud who was wearing a pair of bikini briefs that barely contained his cock."You must be Tina," he said as he surveyed her lounging in the doorway. His cock hardened as he watched her and Tina could see it. She swayed gently, let her hips jut out ever so slightly."And you must be Gary," she smiled back, hitching her skirt up slightly to. " Actually,if it was a cold, there was probably nothing anyone could do to make itgo away, but most cough syrups and so forth were to make it easier tosleep anyway. Which a sick person needed desperately. I always didwhen I was sick, at least. "It's nasty," he told me. "I know. I had to take a lot of different kinds when I was little,and it was all nasty. But it helps you get better. At least you don'thave to take it all the time like I had to," I told him. "Every day?" . For two seconds she contemplated the cock and balls in front of her and then gently kissed the length of her daddy's cock and each of his spunk filled balls. Daddy was now at full mast. By now Sarah was looking on with jealousy. She wanted to be where her pathetic husband was, but she could do nothing.The atmosphere was charged with sexual tension. Mandy removed her miniskirt to reveal her stunning bald cunt and ass. She gently started to finger her cunt as she watched the beautiful ceremony. It was freer of the emotional complications that he sought to avoid at this point, but he would have to either pay them or provide for them financially in some other way. It wouldn't be that easy, even on his improved police salary.All of this went through the sergeant's mind as he entered his favorite pub. He hated to stay at home on Friday nights. Saturday was one of two days off that he received on his schedule. The other one was Wednesday, which was a chance to rest in the middle of the.