“No, Scarlett; I noticed when he turned to greet you that he’s armed. His jacket swung open for just a second. He has a pistol on his right hip. He’s staying right where he is unless one of his minions tries to interfere. Even then he’s not going to go anywhere.” I looked behind me. The one I had thrown was still out Hardcore and his friend had taken a seat, clearly indicating that he wanted no part of this. I was still in position fifteen minutes later when the first police arrived. I explained what I had done and why. They handcuffed Weber then removed his pistol, a Sig Sauer 9mm. He tried to turn and kick me, but it was a futile effort on his part that resulted in yet other charges against him—felony battery and resisting arrest when his kick struck one of the police officers. oral The bruises on Scarlett’s breast had begun to turn black and blue by the time a female officer, the police photographer, and the EMT’s had arrived. tight I stood back to let the officials do their work, but I did insist that the EMT’s attend to the sexy idiot I had thrown onto the table. I spent more than an hour explaining what I had seen and done—done to defend my fiancée from Weber’s sexual assault. Scarlett also gave a statement, saying that she had accompanied me to a cocktail party and dinner until Weber had for some reason decided to reach out and grab her breasts and rip her dress. Why? Neither of us had any idea. I went downstairs to get a top and Capri’s for Scarlett so her dress could be taken into evidence. She had just changed and joined me as I thanked Chuck Evans for his help pussy and his support. “I have a wife and two daughters, Sean. I’d probably kill someone who tried what Weber did to your fiancée. Well, I’d try, but I probably wouldn’t be as successful as you were.” “Did you know that Sean was an All-American wrestler at Penn State, Dr. Evans? He was undefeated in his four years there.” “Really, Sean?” “Yeah, guilty as charged. “You want it, don't you?” I was so glad I could do this. "What about these?" “So it wasn’t a dream!” She said sleepily. She got on the couch and straddled Dad’s legs as he lay there stretched out…she scooted up, oral up, and brushed away my hand from his cock…Dad was stiff and his Hardcore cock was hard and standing again, pulsing, slick. She smiled sadly. We met and in we went. “Aw, I love it! I’m glad you came. sexy This Wednesday those two guys will be back after class, so I’d say we need to talk”! I could hear some hushed conversation before a woman who was obviously Sister Mary Theresa walked out. “Aye lass, just reflecting on how much we appreciate having yeh in our lives.” “You are sure it will not trigger suspicion if you get a constant stream of international deposits?” the ghost asked. “Samantha, would you like to comfort John by letting him put it in tight your mouth?” Giggling about the pussy massive squirming I’m doing with the restraints. Then I had a sudden thought that I had no gym clothes. Carol wanted so badly to press her own red ruby lips to his, but she just managed to control herself from kissing his sweet lips.