I dropped the AR, the sling holding it to my side, and raised the short barrelled 12 gauge, locked the brake into the door frame and pulled the trigge...r. It's impressive what a breaching load can do to a dead bolt, even more impressive when there's a 2X4 behind it. Two more shots boomed out, knocking the shit out of the way and allowing us entry. It's been about 20 seconds from the time the van doors opened to now. We go in fast, the other two rushing past me as I grab for my AR and follow. The less they knewabout my love life, the better, especially after my interview on 'WakeUp!'.This time, I started the song with a bit of trepidation. Madison hadreally liked the song, but it exposed a part of my heart that I wasn'tsure I was ready to expose to the world.The song started out really slow, with a calm, serene tone thatgradually grew until it crashed over in a wave of adoration beforecalming down again to a close. I felt that I was blushing the wholetime I sang.When I finished four. I gently pinched the other nipple with my thumb and one finger and she moaned. I swapped, put my mouth on the other breast and sucked on the little bump. She took a deep breath, moaned just a little, and pressed my head against her softness.I could have nursed at her breasts for all eternity but I wanted to be held as well. I turned my face, my red left side, to her breasts, breathed deeply a couple of times, and relaxed. She held my head against her and I listened to her heart beating and felt. I started moaning. "Oh, FUCK, Austin!" "Hurts, don't it?" he asked me quietly, gently. "No... it feels so FUCKING GOOD!" I yelled out. It was then we heard the sirens. The sirens of a police car. Apparently, an older woman had seen us, and as her husband watched with fascination, she had called the police. A strong police officer pulled Austin off me, much to my despair, I was close to cumming and so was Austin. A different officer, black, tall, and as I could feel, muscular, pulled my hands.