I would have preferred their barbequed beans, but I abstained out of consideration for those in the large meeting room. We left and arrived at the City Hall just before seven. Lucy and I walked into the same small room I had been in last Friday evening. Lucy had explained that this room was used for executive session and small group meetings while the Council’s open meetings were conducted in the large auditorium in the front of the building. Carl Haynes called the meeting to order and Martin Albright was asked about my contract. He gave a succinct summary of the contract and the changes I had requested. Only Haynes had any questions. I answered those that were directed amateur to me—why I felt they were essential and what purpose I was trying to accomplish. At one point several others criticized his shaved comments and strongly suggested that we move forward. Lucy then passed out sheets of Daryl’s resume to the Council members. I gave them a few minutes to review it before speaking in support. “I’ve known Daryl Evans for the past eight years and we have worked dozens of cases together. He has the highest integrity and is a natural leader. He also has one more advantage in that he is a black man. We need some black police officers to reach out to the black community.” If Hardcore Haynes was upset before he showed his skinny true colors now. He was obviously an avowed racist. He ranted and yelled for five minutes before I interrupted him. “Ms. Bascomb will present him for approval and the final decision rests with the Council. If they want him—fine. If they don’t I’ll have to find someone else.” Then Lucy brought up the performance standards I had reviewed with the Council at my interview. “I also intend to ask the Council to formally approve the standards that Matt brought to our attention on Friday.” “I don’t believe that is necessary,” was Haynes’ reply. “I do, Mr. Chairman. I feel that our approval will strengthen Matt’s enforcement of them with the police officers. We all want our officers to be physically capable of conducting their duties. That’s essential to the officers, but it’s more critical to the citizenry.” “I understand that you are engaged to Mr. Cahill, Ms. Bascomb.” blowjob “That’s right, Carl. I’ve made no attempt to hide it and that’s also why I will abstain on the vote for his appointment.” Apparently that was all the business to be conducted because a few minutes later we stood and walked into the main room. Lucy had assured me that the whole thing was a fait accompli and it was. My appointment was approved by a vote of 7-1 with one abstention which Lucy explained to polite applause. I broke the kiss with Macie and stared into her eyes. I Hardcore skinny held her tightly clasped to my body, her boobs crushing on my chest. She broke into something that was halfway between a sob and a laugh, and I leaned to press my kiss to her lips. And the clothes on my back, also. In return Laura reaches forward with her left hand and shaved grips my shoulder, then puts her left hand onto the small of my back. How come you never told me before?" Rohit was there in few seconds with a hard, throbbing cock which was jumping in his shorts. Our emotions were more jerky as we neared release. But they didn't fuck they made love! Mr. blowjob Parker’s cock was a beautiful hefty piece of warm flesh, it was alive and the amateur slit opening was oozing clear drops of liquid I would later learn was “pre-cum.” I had to have it so without even thinking what it would feel like, I turned around, dropped my shorts and briefs, grabbed the nearest tree trunk and bent over.