Once they have been found guilty or turned loose, it is up to the court to decide what happens next. We need to get more modern and do things cheaper.... Since men with a badge no longer guard shipments of shine, we need fewer deputies and police."By the way, I intend to hire a colored man to patrol the Sand Bar area. He will wear a police uniform and he will keep the peace down there. A white man is of no use in that part of the county. So I figure we need a man who lives there and is answerable. They sat down at the table. "Thank you Paul," Emily said, taking the cup her son offered her, "you really seem to enjoy working around the house for your Uncle Bob." Paul blushed, then said, "It's fine until something comes up in the office, isn't that right Uncle Bob?" "Well that could be a while Paul, I told you that." Bob replied. "Oh I realise that, but you're right Mum, I am happy helping out at home until then." Paul said, blushing again. Emily picked up her cup and saucer. While lifting. There was three other older white guys standing around watching, with their pants down and they had their peckers out. From the sound of it mom was plenty wet and this man was really giving it to her. Mom seemed to be very drunk. Watching her boobs giggle and the sound of skin slapping together was really making my pussy ache for some cock. I could smell sex in the air, mostly mom's pussy. About that time the man threw his head back and arched his back and he sighed real big. Then he pulled out. . it feels so different... but so good, so goooooood."Kent's hands froze around Shirley's smoothly gyrating buttocks as he heard the familiar pleading voice of his own wife beg Bob, his own brother, to fuck her on the bed beside him. He couldn't believe his own ears... he had thought that Bob was out of town... that Betty was safely at home... He firmly but gently pulled Shirley down from on top of him, but he didn't need to. She too had tensed above him in startled recognition of the two.