Oh, Jesus, why couldn’t he just do what the cop said?—And the cop’s pulled his gun and now he’s shooting! Shooting at Hugo! “No!” I scream... and jump out to grab for his gun hand. “Officer, he’s not armed, don’t shoot!”The cop shoves me away and now he’s got the gun pointed out me. “Not armed?” he snarls. “Good. Let’s go, sister.” And he pushes me with his flashlight in the direction of his own car.What the hell? Cops don’t act like this, not any I’ve known and I’ve known a few. I look at him and. I wanted to spread my legs right there and take a cock deep into me, but I was still hog-tied tight and unable to move. I was lifted from the table and stood upright as you remove all of the belts from my body. You remove them all except the one pressed hard at my throat. You secured a leash to the belt round my neck and tug me forward.One of the guys lay down on one of the bench presses and told me to come. My pussy was soaking wet and I sat down onto his cock. I sighed loudly in ecstasy at. I knew Chris was hit on because she told me so, many times. She said she knew how to handle herself and if she ever felt threatened, she'd tell me. I guess since I had such a wonderful beautiful wife, it just made me paranoid at times.Back at the bar, Bill got us a private room and invited in a couple of women. I told him I wouldn't cheat on Chris and he just laughed. "It's just company so we don't drink alone. Chris will never know, enjoy yourself."I was a bit drunk and didn't use my best. As he waited for the door to open he couldn’t quit thinking of how I stroked his arm. How I pulled his hand into mine leaned into his lips so he could speak to me in my ears. How I so gracefully walked towards him allowing him to feel he was the only man alive. He was so ashamedof how hungry he was for a woman’s touch. I was a sexual woman but I was more I was sensual. I knew the touches that ignited passions to full flames. His heart began to pump out quicker than his head could keep up. Then.