." My words drifted off as I kissed her full on the lips. I was pulling her close, closer. I needed to feel her.Megan finally pulled back, "My room." ...I nodded and I followed her into her domain. I unbuttoned my blazer and dropped it.She turned when we finally reached her bed, "I want you to taste me..." I groaned as she squeezed my breasts. 36c. I pulled away this time. I stripped off my clothes and she followed suit. "Megan I want to taste you now." With that said, I pushed her down on the bed. I also hate it that there are men like us that have to be the ones to send them back to the poverty they were trying to escape from. I am sworn to uphold the law, but I don't have to take any enjoyment out of doing it. If I had my way, they would all be given to a host family, and let them earn the right to be citizens so their family doesn't have to go through what they did." Harry, I am married to a beautiful Latino woman and we have three kids. We all have learned English and Spanish. He smiled at me and said myname, just to make sure I was the right guy! I answered 'yes'. We didn't evenask if we wanted to go further, it was obvious that he wanted me as much as Iwanted him. So he got in the car and gave me directions to his place. It wasonly a few hundred yards away, and soon we were getting out and I was walking tomy fantasy come true.He opened the door of his flat, and no sooner was it closed than we were in eachothers arms, kissing so hard my lips were getting numb, my. ” Jim’s reply was another drag on the cigarette. “Almost.” He said, never taking his eyes off her. “What?” “I said, ‘almost’. You’d almost live with my mother.” Taking a final drag from his smoke, Jim flicked it to the ground and crushed it under his boot. “Yeah. I don’t think there’s any chick out there worth living with your Ma for, Jim.” He chuckled in agreement. “Hey, man. I gotta get going. I gotta be.