"He looks like a deputy sheriff," Sam mused. "And me -- I'm the one who looks like a damned realtor."It was true. Sam Wicks was no stereotypical polic...e officer. He was barely five-foot nine inches tall, and when he'd begun his law enforcement career at the DEA, he'd weighed in at only 152 pounds. Now, 15 years and almost as many pounds later, he was a reasonably fit 45-year-old who'd recently surrendered and switched to bifocals.Back in what now seemed like the Glacier Age, Sam had completed. She stared at my cock. 'you must REALLY want me''I-I-I do. I really do' She laughed 'You really soaked this panties for me, you've made me so warm and sticky'she leaned forward to kiss me, I closed my eyes, as I felt her slowly start to wank my cock. 'I want you to make messes in some more of my panties''yes I will Hannah' I moaned as she still touched me.'good boy' she giggled. 'If I had known I had such a dirty step son, we would have been having fun for years before this''If only I had known. Raising my eyebrows and smiled I turned on my favorite internet radio station. Ambient tunes wafted around us. Riley took the space between us in three strides and wrapped his arms around me again. This time he didn’t stop and ran a hand to my cleavage, sighing I allowed myself to be pulled toward my black leather chase lounge at the window. He slid me out of my jeans and camisole. As he pulled back to admire my now nude form he slowly removed his shirt and pants. The unbuckling of his belt. " We always have problems. Which ones are you referring to?" I will get taxed by both the American and the Canadian government for the full amount. We need to get the governments to agree on a way of sharing the tax, or we will loose a lot of money." How will I loose money Alex?" Well, you'll see before the night is out what you have to have to supply the delivery service to the American portion of the continent. Soon you will need to have transatlantic flights for your companies in Europe." I.