Good Luck!” Officer Brown gave him another big smile and led him down the corridor to a room labeled Private Conference Room #6. She opened the door allowing Tim to enter. He stood at attention until everyone in the room was introduced. The one thing that caught Tim’s eye was stud the large German Sheppard sitting perfectly still in the corner of the room. The interviewers introduced the K-9 as Barron, John’s partner. Tim asked if he might approach Barron. They gave him permission. Tim cautiously approached Barron, holding his fist out for Barron riding to smell. He held it there for several minutes. Barron sniffed the hand only to give it a lick a couple of moments later. This was a very good sign. Tim reached up and scratched Barron behind the ears before taking a seat at the table. There was a pitcher of ice water, which Tim used to fill a glass, since his entire mouth was as dry as a desert. The interview began. Various questions about Tim’s career in Boston, his best arrest, his worst arrest, Big Dick and why after being an officer for more than 9 years would he want to leave that department. As Officer Brown sat there, he kept remembering her advice ‘give them straight answers’ anal which he did. The toughest question was the one about why he would want to leave. “Sir, and Ma’am, things have changed so dramatically since I joined the force. When I started, I looked forward to going to work every single day. However, now it just seems that the system in Boston is broken. The district attorney won’t prosecute a tough case. She only wants to make a deal otherwise she won’t even prosecute. Other officers are taking early retirement and the new officers that they are hiring don’t have the size nor strength to handle a 250-pound drunk man. What they are looking for these days are people who can write great reports and spend a lot of time pulling traffic detail. I became a street cop to make people feel safe in their neighborhoods, not make the district attorney’s job easy.” Tim was extremely nervous saying all of that, but he saw a smile from Officer Brown which made him feel a bit more assured that he was doing the right thing. As the interview blowjob went on, Tim felt a wet nose move his hand. Barron had moved over next to him and laid down on the floor beside his chair. The four boys entered the basement, which was mostly taken up with Mitch's lab. How may stud I please you?” Then he pushed two fingers into her wet warm pussy. All of them nodded as they all powered up. He opened his eyes again, looking down, hoping to see hers. He’d made that announcement in a loud, commanding, and clear voice. (I whisper to you, as to not let her hear me) "Holy shit, that's Rose." Betsy slid sideways until she was reclined on the couch. Everyone paused anal for a bit but sure enough she lost her bra; letting her melons fall loose and then her panties; exposing her perfect ass. That back seat was now in need of a good washing. Embarrassed beyond her years she navigated through the grass in her bare feet and approached the four guys in her see-through nighty. Natalie walked over to where they were all sitting and Big Dick the very first thing she did was lean down and give Zane a sweet juicy kiss. Girls I had brought to life with my godlike power. He sucked hard on my clit while his fingers dug into my butt-cheeks. After lunch, Maria immediately took on her role as cleaner, and cleared our plates and proceeded blowjob to the kitchen sink to wash the plates and the skillet I had just messed up. Betty (Dark brown hair) - Recon/explosives expert, sister of Cathy “Damn, work that ass,” I groaned. The young men get dressed, exit the vehicle and move to their cars , Wendy climbs in to the front seat. Instead, she leans her head back against his shoulder and lets out a low sigh. Both Dane dames did their utter best. She shook her head violently. As I got up to pay my tab, I fumbled around to find my money and discovered I didn’t have any and suddenly knocked my hot coffee on his lap. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen her this happy! “Come on. Dad spreads his legs wide open and says, you keep staring at my fucking cock, come over here and look at it , touch it , smell riding it, what ever the fuck you got to do to get that out of your system. I had my drivers license by that time but he wasn't in highschool yet. We were the only ones in there to start off with and Jon told me to take my bikini off and put it on the tiles at the side. "Ohh yes, that's it. “The forehead.” I commented out of reflex.