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A MILLION DOLLARS A FUCK-PART2

Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: cyrano, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

looked like he was going to explode again. "Where were you March eighteenth, Brendan, between eleven p.m and two? Brendan fought to suppress a smile. They were going to have to kick him loose. "I was in county lockup. Vagrancy and loittering." For once, Brendan was grateful for going to jail. But Det. Raymond was going to be a problem. He had a hard-on for Brendan. He could see it in his eyes. Brendan needed a read on him. He turned his attention to the woman standing beside him. Her lips slowly curled into a smile when she caught him looking at her. "We're going to check this out," Det. Raymond said in almost a hiss." Heaven help you if you're wastin' our fuckin' time." The two detectives left the room. The woman stayed. "You can see me," she said, clearly delighted. "Oh, I can see you." Brendan took her in from head to toe. She was at least six foot. Her jet black hair reached her shoulders. She was wearing only a black lacy bra, trimmed in red, that pushed out her perfectly proportioned breasts, black crotchless panties, also trimmed in red, that proudly displayed her black shag carpet, and knee-high black riding boots and matching riding crop. "But you're not one of us. How is that possible?" "It's a mystery. What's the story on Det. Raymond? Show me." "Oooh! You like to watch." She hopped up on the table with the agility of cat. And with the soles of her boots planted firmly on the table top and her hands supporting her weight, she leaned her torso back and did a slow ... grind, her pink labia peeking through the black forest mesmerizing Brendan. A whiff of her scent pumped a surge of blood to Brendan's dick. "Say hello to ltttle Tyrla," she said throwing her head back and moaning as her hair lightly brushed the table top. "Boochie!" she commanded from deep within her diaphragm. Det. Raymond appeared in the corner trying to fit his beefy feet into a pair of red pumps. He was sporting a matching color of lipstick - badly applied; his mascara hadn't been applied much better. Shock appeared on his face as a huge man in Dickies and Brogans towered over him. "Uncle Jack! I'm just fooling around," he barely croaked out. "You little bitch!" A meaty hand slapped Det. Raymond onto his back."My brother must be turning over in his grave knowing his namesake is a faggot." "No. I like girls!" he protested, his tears running his mascara. Uncle Jack reached down and grabbed him by the hair. "Well if you're going to be a bitch, you might as well learn to suck dick," Uncle Jack said unzipping his fly. Tyrla hopped off the table and walked over to the corner and squatted beside Det. Raymond and smiled back at Brendan as Uncle Jack thrusted himself in and out of Det. Raymond's mouth. "Don't let him know we like this, Boochie, or he'll be here every day," Tyrla stage whispered. Det. Raymond jerked his head away only to be slapped and dragged by the hair back to Uncle Jack's crotch. "You'll have to learn to finish this properly, Boochie, moaned Uncle Jack. Ah, ...