"Sir what in the world is going on?"Police chief Robert Randolph took a few sips from his 10th cup of coffee then he said to his very best detective."...Andy we have a very unusual problem that concerns the Christmas toy drive the department has every year." Do to the heavy snow storm we can't get the toys delivered to the orphanage." None of our heavy duty vehicles are capable of getting through the heavy snow and this storm will not be stopping anytime soon so the orphans may not get any toys. The soft flesh under his rough hand felt heavenly. He bit back a moan. He brought his right hand up and grabbed her left breast. He pulled at her nipples roughly, secretly hoping to mark her in some way so that she'd know he had taken her in the night. He leaned down as his hands worked on her breasts, he leaned down and captivated her mouth again. He nibbled on her lower lip and he felt the need to come. He stood up and pulled himself out of his jeans, his massive erection pulsing. He glanced. “Tim, I’d love to have coffee with you, let me finish up here, there’s a Starbucks next door,” she stammered.Evelyn had an additional thirty minutes of work so Tim staked out a table at the coffee shop waiting. God, how was he going to play this? He liked those long sleek, small breasted, tall, dark gals…loved to fuck them, play with them, and, of course sodomize them. Pussy was wonderful and Tim liked it at least once a day but a tight bottom, well, that was heaven; so what the fuck with. ’ ‘Good girl. Turn around and kneel in front of me.’ The loss she felt as he stepped away from her was agony. She tried to hold back the tears, she wanted him so badly. Shivering she turned and knelt in the mud before him, her eyes unable to leave his magnificent cock as it stood hard and proud just inches from her face. ‘Take my cock in your mouth,’ he said, ‘Take it in slow but take it right into your mouth.’ She lent forward, suddenly desperate to feel it on the back of her throat. Her mouth.