Tyler, a small town sheriff, skips a date with his girlfriend, then gets blown and fucked by strippers at his friend's poker party. The next day he pulls his girlfriend over and she gives him a blowjob on the side of the road. Later that same day he fucks his dispatcher, then goes to his girlfriend's place for dinner.
Tyler was the sheriff of Lynchburg, TN.... a small town about two hours south of Nashville. He was a popular figure-head and law enforcement leader, with a small force that included a dispatch operator, and a few field deputies who spent most of their time driving the back roads of Tennessee... mostly giving out speeding tickets when needed.
He’d been Lynchburg’s sheriff for nearly twenty years, and was consistently re-elected by large margins... so large that for the past two campaigns, he’d run un-opposed, so the elections had simply been symbolic... with Tyler getting quietly sworn in without any fanfare or objection.
On this particular morning, Tyler stood in his bathtub at home... with his eyes closed and a slight grin spread across his face... as he slowly stroked his soapy, morning hard-on under the warm spray of the shower beating down on his back and shoulders.
His smile grew, and his pumping fist picked up speed, as he replayed memories from the previous night’s poker party at his friend, Drew’s, place. It was a monthly poker night that Tyler, Drew and several other life-long friends enjoyed and looked forward to... almost always at Drew’s house, since he was divorced, and didn’t have a wife, a girlfriend, or any kids to get in the way, while most of the others did.
There were ten players at the game, as usual, which typically meant that six guys played, while the other four relaxed, drank beer, and talked about sports... then periodically switched places at the table with whoever won the most from the previous few hands.
Last night was different.... Drew had changed it up a bit by inviting some local strippers to the monthly event... which turned out to be a brilliant idea that everyone enjoyed immensely.
The strippers were dancers from a nearby gentleman’s club, and spent the entire night naked... three of them positioned under the poker table on their knees... each of them sucking off two players at a time... while the other two girls let the spare players take turns fondling and fucking them until it was their turn to sit in on the next game.
Drew had chosen well... all five of the women were pretty, with different-sized natural tits and trimmed or shaved pussies. There was a good mixture of blondes, brunettes and black-haired beauties, so it didn’t really matter who was getting blown or fucked by whom... every one of them was an upgrade over the wives and girlfriends the guys had waiting for them at home.
With his eyes still closed in the shower, Tyler remembered the petite blonde... with a cute smile and perky tits... who had sucked him off under the table while he was playing the fourth hand of the night. He’d blasted a load of cum against the back of her throat... spewing several gobs of warm, creamy jizzm onto her tongue... just as he’d laid down his winning cards to take the pot.
Grinning to himself, Tyler savored the memory of sitting at the table... enjoying the remnants of his lingering orgasm, as the little blonde knelt between his legs and cleaned off his spent dick with her mouth... while he happily raked in the pile of money he’d won from his friends at the exact same time.
Standing in his tub... and with his eyes still closed... he jerked his swollen cock even harder under the staccato spray of the shower head... as his mind shifted from the blonde under the table, to the tall brunette with heavy, swaying tits who had ‘entertained’ him while he sat out a few hands after winning the big pot.
When Tyler had left the poker table so one of the other guys could take his place, he’d plopped down onto the sofa in Drew’s living room... his spent penis still hanging out of his unzipped pants... and draped over one of his thighs. He had a pretty big cock... a bit longer and thicker than most... and it didn’t take long before Crystal... one of the ‘floating’ strippers... noticed it.
She had walked over to him... naked... with her big boobs swinging back and forth as she approached him.
Tyler’s eyes darted back and forth between her impressive, jiggling breasts... with big areolas and long, thick nipples... and the tiny triangle of pubic hair between her long, shapely legs... trimmed perfectly to look like an arrow pointing at her otherwise bald pussy.
When she got to where he sat, Crystal had smiled at him... her eyes locked onto his impressive dick... and said, “Holy shit, that’s a big cock...”
She’d grabbed Tyler’s soft shaft... toying with it in her hand, and flopping the head back and forth, then added, “It looks like Angel already took care of you... so, you got anything left for me?”
Tyler had squeezed one of her dangling boobs... then laughed, as he tweaked one of her stiff nipples, and said, “I’m not sure... why don’t you work on it a little and see what happens?”
Crystal had giggled... then bent over, sucking Tyler’s soft prick into her mouth... using her tongue to lick around the ridge of his bulbous tip, while fondling and pulling on his flaccid shaft with one of her hands.
Even though he’d cum buckets just a little while earlier, it hadn’t taken long before Tyler responded... his prick growing quickly in her pumping fist, as she bobbed her head up and down on his stiffening boner, while using her other hand to massage his fleshy nutsack.
In just a few minutes he was fully erect again. Crystal pulled his cock out of her mouth, and looked appreciatively at the thick, veiny pole sliding up and down in the palm of her hand, as she continued jerking him off, until she felt his boner throbbing inside the grip of her stroking fingers.
With an eager grin on her face, Crystal had stood up... then held Tyler’s rigid prick in one hand, while she straddled his thighs, and aimed the tip of his stiff erection at her already drenched pussy opening. She’d let out a guttural moan, as she slowly lowered herself onto his steely rod.... then began bouncing up and down... Tyler’s hard-on sliding further and further into her dripping wet cunt with every one of her downward lunges.
Tyler had grinned as he watched her big boobs bouncing around in front of his face... her stiff nipples and fleshy orbs slapping against his cheeks as they flailed around between them.
He’d grabbed her tits and squeezed the soft flesh... pushing them together, and pulling her taut nipples into his mouth... sucking, and nibbling on them with his teeth... one after the other.
Crystal had thrown her head back as Tyler’s attention to her boobs sent tingly sensations coursing through her body... then leaned even farther forward, and began grinding her pulsating clit against the base of his thick shaft... sensing an intense orgasm building between her legs.
Just then Tyler’s phone had rung.
Reluctantly, he’d released Crystal’s nipple from his mouth with a ‘plop’, then clicked his phone on and put it to his ear. It had been his girlfriend, Britney, wondering if he was going to make it over to her place after the poker game.
In her typical cheerful way, Britney had asked, “Hi, hon... you coming by later?”
Trying to keep his voice even, Tyler had motioned for Crystal to be quiet while he was on the phone.
With a whine of disappointment, she’d grudgingly complied... slowing down her vigorous bouncing on his stiff boner, so her boobs weren’t slapping against his face, as he spoke on the phone. But with a wicked, mischievous grin... she kept twerking her hips... stimulating her own clitoris, and sliding back and forth on the thick shaft of his rigid cock... while Tyler tried explaining to Britney that the game was going longer than expected.
Tyler had replied, “Can’t make it, babe... we’re still in the middle of the game.” With a sly wink at Crystal, he’d added, “Looks like I’m gonna be here for a while.”
Crystal’s continued gliding motion on his stiff boner was having its effect, and Tyler had to hurry Britney off the phone... afraid that he might lose control, and let out a massive grunt while blasting a load of cum into Crystal’s cunt.
With a tinge of angst in his voice, Tyler had quickly blurted, “I gotta go, Brit... tonight won’t work... but I’ll try to catch up with you tomorrow.”
Tyler was so focused on not letting Britney hear his muted grunts, or Crystal’s soft moans... that he barely heard her disappointed response.
After exchanging quick “goodbyes”, Tyler had tossed his phone aside... grabbed Crystal’s hips... and begun plowing his engorged prick up into her sloppy wet vagina like a cudgel... again and again and again.
Crystal closed her eyes and responded to his powerful thrusts... moaning and swearing as the head of Tyler’s erection hit all the right spots inside her sodden cunt. Then she had leaned forward... like before... grinding her swollen clit against the base of Tyler’s thick shaft, and shoving her fleshy boobs into Tyler’s face.
Her sensation of an imminent climax began building again between her legs... and it hadn’t taken long before Crystal suddenly let out a yelp... then pressed her tits even harder into Tyler’s face... as she twerked her hips and erupted... creaming all over Tyler’s pumping dick... as a delicious, electrifying orgasm washed over her entire body, like lava pouring out of a volcano.
Tyler had smiled into the soft breasts squashed against his cheeks, and rocked his hips up into Crystal’s dripping wet pussy. After only a few more thrusts, he’d caught his breath... then let out a loud grunt... muffled by her fleshy boobs pressed against his face... and blasted several streams of white, gooey splooge deep inside Crystal’s overflowing cunt.
As this part of Tyler’s vivid memory flashed through his mind, he let out a low, keening moan... then suddenly erupted in the shower... jerking his cock, and shooting a huge load of semen all over the tiled wall of his shower. He continued stroking his raging hard-on... spewing more jets of cum... until his nutsack was finally empty... with jizzm gushing over the fingers of his pumping fist, and dripping onto the bottom of the tub between his feet.
After cumming in the shower, Tyler cleaned himself up... the memories and images from the previous night’s poker party still dancing around in his head... then got dressed and headed to the kitchen to make some toast and instant coffee. Munching on his toast, and sipping coffee from his mug, he climbed into his patrol car and headed to work.
About half-way there, he smiled to himself, then did a U-turn and headed in the direction of the Jack Daniels Distillery.
Even though he didn’t usually do patrols anymore... he radioed the dispatcher at the station... and, told her he planned to spend the morning patrolling Taft Road, which was a rarely used, one-lane access road that feeds the main street heading into the distillery. He ended the transmission by telling her he’d be coming into the station later that morning.
The dispatcher chuckled, and said, “10-4, sheriff”.
Tyler knew that she knew what he was up to, so... grinning lasciviously... he responded, “Aw, darlin’... you know me too well.”
He heard her giggling, as he clicked off his mic... then turned left onto Forest Avenue, heading over toward Taft Road.
He parked his car in a little copse of trees that gave him good cover from anyone driving on the road, even though hardly anyone ever did. He waited for about fifteen minutes... watching an empty road, with zero traffic... before seeing a light blue Ford Focus driving in his direction.
He waited until it drove past him, then pulled out from his hiding spot and followed it... eventually flipping on his overhead lights and siren, and making the car pull over onto the side of the road.
He walked up to the driver’s side window, slowly taking off his mirrored sunglasses as he approached the vehicle.
“You must be in quite a hurry, ma’am... you were going pretty fast back there...”
The woman in the car had rolled down her window, looked up into the sheriff’s face, smiled and replied, “Not really in that big of a hurry, sheriff.”
Tyler chuckled, and said, “Well, safety is important in this county... so, we need to do something about speeders”, as he unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock... already starting to grow in anticipation of what was about to happen.
The woman took off her sunglasses, and looked at the sheriff’s stiffening prick... dangling between his legs... just a few inches from her face.
She mumbled, “Well, safety is definitely important”, as she reached out of her open window, grabbed Tyler’s shaft with her hand, and pulled the tip of his cock into her mouth... then began nodding her head back and forth on his thick shaft, while using her tongue to stimulate the ridge around his wide, mushroom-shaped head.
The sheriff moaned... then put his hands on the roof of her car, just above the door frame... and rocked his hips... matching the rhythm of her bobbing head... as he shoved his nearly erect boner in and out of her warm, wet mouth.
It didn’t take long before it had grown to its full nine inches. Tyler kept pumping his hips back and forth through the driver’s open window, until he suddenly let out a grunt... then grabbed the back of the driver’s head and held it still... while he blasted a mouthful of cum against the back of her throat.
The driver tried to swallow his entire load, but some managed to dribble out from the sides of her mouth and trickle down to her chin. When he had finally stopped cumming, she used her lips and tongue to lick and suck Tyler’s slimy shaft clean... then tenderly kissed the tip of his cock... before shoving it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.
As she wiped the stray cum from her chin with the back of her hand, she said, “How’s that sheriff... is the county safer now?”
They both laughed, and the sheriff said, “Sorry I missed you last night, Brit... the poker game got kinda crazy and went way longer than usual.”
Britney licked the cum from the back of her hand, and said, “You didn’t ‘miss’ me, hon... you chose to play poker instead of coming to see me.”
She put her sunglasses back on, then looked up at Tyler’s face and said, “And you can’t just pull me over every time you want a blowjob, sheriff... I’ve got other things to do... and now you’ve made me late for work.”
Tyler reached into Britney’s car and fondled her breasts through her shirt... then found her nipples with his fingers, and gave them both a gentle tweak. As he massaged her tits, he said, “Yeah... sorry about that, babe... but I was one of the big winners last night, so I kinda had to stay until the end... right?”
Britney grumbled to herself, and murmured, “Yeah... I guess.” Then she looked up at him and added, “But I was horny as fuck last night... I really wanted you to be there.”
He leaned into the car and gave her a kiss on the lips, then added, “Hey, how about I swing by your place after work today?”
With a playful pout on her face, Britney said, “Yeah... sure... sounds good. I’ll just re-heat what I made us for dinner last night.”
The sheriff released her boobs, then leaned down and gave her another peck on the lips, saying, “That works for me, Brit... I’ll see you tonight.”
Tyler watched the tail lights of her car as she pulled back onto the dirt road, and headed for the main street that would take her to her accounting job at the Jack Daniels compound.
He chuckled to himself, acknowledging that it was lucky Britney was the only one he knew that took this obscure short-cut to the distillery every morning... it wouldn’t be a good look for others to see him standing by a car he’d pulled over, getting a blowjob on the side of the road.
Once she was out of sight, Tyler climbed back into his patrol car, and drove to the station to start work for the rest of the day.
When he arrived at the sheriff’s office, the other deputies were already out on patrol around various parts of Lynchburg... especially near the school zones.
Megan was the receptionist, who also handled dispatch duties... she greeted him with a knowing smirk when he walked through the station doors.
He grinned at her and said, “What?”
She laughed and said, “Never mind, ‘what?’... you know ‘what’...”, as he walked past her desk, and into his office. As he started to close the door behind him, Megan chuckled, and called out, “You know one of these days Britney is going to find a different short-cut to work... just sayin’.”
The other deputies usually stayed out on patrol until it was time to go home, so it was typically just Tyler and Megan in the station during the day. The two of them worked uneventfully throughout the morning... then, around noon... the sheriff stepped out of his office and told Megan, “I’m heading out to grab some lunch... what would you like me to bring back for you?”
Megan looked up from the crossword puzzle she was working at her desk, and said, “Mexican sounds good to me... you can pick the entree.”
When Tyler returned, he brought with him two enchilada entrees, and the two of them stepped into the sheriff’s office to use his desk as a table for their meal.
They chatted amiably while they ate their lunch... like just about every other day they’d spent in the Lynchburg sheriff’s office. It was a small town, and they’d known each other for over fifteen years... including the past seven years working together... ever since Tyler hired Megan as his dispatcher for the station.
When they finished eating, Megan cleared the remnants of their meal from the desk, while the sheriff remained sitting in his chair, shuffling papers.
After the debris was cleared away, Megan turned to Tyler and asked, “So, how much do I owe you, sheriff?”
Tyler chuckled, and said, “The usual”... as he leaned back in his chair... unzipped his pants... and pulled out his cock... slowly stroking it with one of his hands... then releasing it, to let it dangle over the edge of his chair.
Megan giggled... and, staring at his long, veiny penis wobbling back and forth between his legs... said, “I was hoping you’d say that.”
She’d seen the sheriff’s cock just about every day since she’d taken the dispatch job all those years ago, but the sight of his thick, swaying prick... even when it was flaccid... always seemed to hypnotize her in the moment.
She moved around the desk until she was standing in between Tyler’s spread legs, as he lounged in his office chair... grinning... with his hands clasped behind his head.
Megan bent over and wrapped her hand around Tyler’s slowly growing shaft... sliding her warm fingers up to the top of his bulbous tip, then down to the base of his stiffening dick... over and over.
Tyler smiled as he enjoyed Megan’s attention to his swelling prick. After a couple of minutes, he took one of his hands from behind his head, and reached down between them... grabbing one of her tits through her blouse... then releasing it, and squeezing the other one.
As the sheriff began fondling her breasts, Megan sucked the tip of his growing erection into her mouth... moving her head up and down on it... again and again... as her nipples stiffened in response to the sheriff’s attention to her boobs. Still smiling to himself, Tyler used both hands to unbutton Megan’s blouse, and pushed her bra up to her chin... allowing her fleshy, 34D tits to spring free, and bounce around beneath her chest, in rhythm with her bobbing head.
Megan loved that the sheriff enjoyed playing with her breasts... they were big, and sensitive... with long, perpetually stiff nipples... and his meaty hands pulling and squeezing them always made her pussy drip with anticipation.
Once Tyler’s cock was fully erect, Megan pulled it out of her mouth and let it go... then, with her eyes locked onto his rigid boner sticking straight up in the air between his legs... she slipped off her panties and kicked them aside. With a lustful grin, she pushed her skirt up to her waist... then turned around and bent over the sheriff’s desk, with her legs spread wide.
Looking back over her shoulder, she said, “Go ahead, sheriff... shove it in... I’m already wet.”
Tyler smiled as he stood up from his chair... grabbed the base of his rigid pole and lined up the head of his engorged prick with Megan’s dripping pussy opening. With a guttural moan, he leaned forward... pressing the tip of his cock into her slippery vagina... then started slowly rocking his hips... cramming his stiff boner deeper and deeper into her wet cunt with every one of his forward lunges.
Megan yelped when he entered her... no matter how many times he’d fucked her over the years, the sheer size of Tyler’s cock sliding into her snatch always seemed to catch her by surprise. He was much bigger than her husband, and she couldn’t deny how much better it felt when her pussy was being stretched and pummeled by the sheriff’s hefty prick.
Once Tyler was inside her, Megan let out a low, lingering moan, as his thick pole pumped back and forth... mumbling about how his cock was hitting all the right spots perfectly, as the walls of her drenched cunt embraced his rigid pole like a glove.
She smiled over her shoulder... and, between grunts... murmured, “Oh, my God, sheriff... that feels fucking amazing... yeah... keep going... just like that... holy shit, I love how your cock feels inside me...”
Megan closed her eyes and pushed her hips back against every one of Tyler’s forward stabs... groaning and whimpering about how good it felt, as her ass cheeks made rhythmic clapping sounds from slapping against his belly... again and again and again.
Tyler chuckled at her comments, then reached around and grabbed her flailing tits as they swung back and forth just above the top of his desk... squeezing the fleshy mounds, and pulling on her taut nipples, while hammering away between her legs.
Between the sheriff’s hands on her tits, and his thick cock slamming into her from behind, Megan suddenly caught her breath... and erupted... a warm, tingly orgasm exploding between her legs... making her knees buckle, as it washed over her entire body like a tidal wave. Still grunting from the sheriff’s pumping hard-on, she swore and continued to mumble her pleasure, as she rode her climax to its incredible peak... then reveled in the delicious aftermath, as it slowly receded.
Tyler wasn’t far behind. As Megan savored her intense, lingering orgasm, the sheriff released her boobs and grabbed her hips... picking up the pace... until he let out a bellow, and slammed his steely rod as far as it would go inside Megan’s pussy... then blasted several streams of hot, gooey jizzm all over the walls of her sloppy wet cunt.
He kept pumping his prick in and out of her snatch... even after his nutsack was empty... causing some of his spunk to leak out around the sides of his thick dick, and trickle down the inside of Megan’s thighs... as Tyler enjoyed his ebbing climax, and struggled to catch his breath.
With her eyes still closed, Megan rested her head on the sheriff’s desk, while he continued slowly rocking his hips... gently sliding his stiff erection in and out of her dripping pussy... both of them gasping for air, as their breathing gradually returned to normal.
After resting for a few minutes, Megan pushed the sheriff backwards, so his still-hard boner slipped out of her overflowing vagina. She grabbed some tissues from the box on Tyler’s desk to clean up between her legs... then turned around and knelt in front of the sheriff... sucking the slimy head of his slowly softening cock into her mouth... then using her mouth and tongue to lick it clean. When she was done with that, she shoved it back into his pants and pulled up his zipper.
Once they had put themselves back together, and adjusted their clothes... the two of them went back to work... the sheriff shuffling more papers on his desk, while Megan meandered back to her dispatch desk in the reception area.
When it was time to leave, Tyler and Megan closed up shop and walked out of the station together. When they got to their cars in the parking lot, Megan looked up at Tyler and said, “Thanks for another great lunch, sheriff...”, then reached between his legs to give the bulge in his pants a little squeeze, and added, “I think I might have the best job in this entire county.”
The sheriff chuckled... then grabbed one of her boobs through her blouse, and said, “It’s always my pleasure, darlin’... see you tomorrow.”
Then the two of them hopped into their cars, and drove off in different directions.
On the way over to Britney’s place, Tyler stopped at a store to buy a bottle of Pinot Grigio... her favorite wine. He had a key to her house, so when he arrived, he let himself in and found her in the kitchen... getting ready to re-heat the dinner she’d made the previous night for the two of them.
Tyler put the wine on the table, then... with a lecherous grin on his face... stepped up behind her, and rubbed his crotch against her ass cheeks through her short, denim skirt... while reaching around to grab both of her soft, fleshy tits through her thin, cotton tank top. Britney wasn’t wearing a bra, and Tyler could feel the bumps of her thick nipples through the light-weight fabric of her shirt, as he squeezed and fondled her wobbly boobs.
After getting over the surprise of Tyler rubbing up behind her... Britney smiled... then turned to face him. They kissed... a long, hard, tongue-filled kiss... as the sheriff caressed her breasts with one hand, while reaching under her skirt and rubbing her pussy through her panties with the other hand.
Britney broke their kiss, but kept her mouth close to his, as she moaned and whispered, “My God, I missed this last night.”
Tyler chuckled and said, “Me, too...”, as he lifted her up onto the edge of the counter... pushed her back, so that she was leaning on her elbows for support... then pulled her skirt up to her waist, and shoved her legs apart. After giving her another warm, wet kiss... he pulled her panties to the side... and lowered his face to her crotch.
Tyler smiled to himself... noticing that she was already moist and smelled incredibly sexy... as he used his tongue and lips to play with her pussy lips... probing her vagina opening, and licking up and down the wet gash between her labia... eventually moving a little further up, until he reached her stiffening clitoris.
Britney let out a guttural moan, as Tyler sucked her engorged nub into his mouth... teasing it with his tongue and gently pulling on it with his lips. She closed her eyes and rocked her hips... mumbling her pleasure as she felt an intense orgasm building between her legs.
“Oh, fuck, Tyler... yeah... yeah... just like that... oh, shit, yeah... right there... keep going... my God, you’re going to make me cum already...”
Tyler murmured into her dripping pussy, “Good... I want to you to cum for me”, as he reached up and pushed Britney’s tank top up to her chin, so he could massage her fleshy, E-cup boobs, and tweak her rock-hard nipples.
It didn’t take long before Britney caught her breath... then grabbed the back of Tyler’s head, and pulled him harder into her snatch... rocking her hips and grinding her distended clit against his probing tongue, as she launched into a delicious, tingly orgasm that coursed through her body like a bolt of lightening.
“Oh, yeah... right there... right there... fuck, yeah... keep going.... yeah, right there... oh, my God, Ty... that feels amazing...hmmmmm...”
She twerked her hips and held Tyler’s face against her throbbing pussy, as she rode her climax to its incredible peak... then reveled in the euphoric sensations, as it lingered briefly... before slowly beginning to wane.
After Britney had enjoyed her orgasm for a while, she released Tyler’s head, but pulled it up to her face to give him a wet, appreciative kiss... savoring the pungent taste of her own pussy juices on his lips... as she wallowed in the aftermath of her fading climax.
Tyler continued kissing her, as he pulled her to the edge of the counter... then reached down and unzipped his pants... pulled out his already rock-hard boner... and shoved it into Britney’s dripping wet vagina with a single, massive thrust.
With her lips still locked onto his, Britney let out a guttural moan when he entered her... then threw her head back and closed her eyes, as Tyler began pounding his thick erection in and out of her totally drenched pussy.
Tyler hammered away between her legs in earnest... causing her heavy breasts to flop up and down on her chest... bumping into her chin, and making her grunt from the force of his powerful lunges.
With an infatuated smile, Tyler watched her boobs bounce around between them, as he slammed his rigid pole in and out of her sodden cunt... over and over and over... occasionally bending down to suck one of her stiff nipples into his mouth... pulling and nibbling on it... then releasing it, and doing the same to the other one.
After a few moments, Tyler picked up the pace... watching her flailing tits with glazed eyes, and plunging his cock in and out of her soaked cunt like a cudgel. It didn’t take long before he suddenly let out a groan... and blasted rope after rope of warm, white jizzm deep inside Britney’s sloppy wet vagina.
Tyler kept shoving his stiff hard-on in and out of Britney’s pussy... even after he was done cumming... gasping for air, and basking in the extended pleasure of his incredible climax.
After spending a few minutes to catch their breath, Tyler pulled his still semi-hard cock out of Britney’s gaping snatch, and helped her off the counter onto wobbly legs.
With a dreamy smile on her face, Britney grabbed a towel from the counter, and wiped between her legs... then squatted down in front of Tyler, and sucked the tip of his dangling prick into her mouth... using her lips and tongue to clean off the slimy shaft and bulbous head.... before shoving it back inside his pants, and pulling up the zipper.
Tyler sat at the kitchen table and opened the bottle of wine he’d brought, while Britney pulled her tank top back into place... covering her jiggling tits, but doing nothing to keep her heavy breasts from swaying back and forth, nor discouraging her obvious nipple bumps from poking through the thin material.
Britney noted Tyler’s eyes tracking her swaying boobs, as he sat at the table and filled their glasses with wine. She always liked how her tits seemed to mesmerize Tyler whenever he saw them. Smiling to herself, she shook her shoulders slightly, to make them wobble a bit more for his enjoyment... then served their re-heated food... and sat down next to Tyler at the table.
As they ate together, Tyler asked, “So, how’d it go today, babe... anything exciting happen at work?”
Britney took a sip of wine, and said, “No... just the usual... how about you?”
With a wry grin on his face, Tyler answered, “Nope... nothing special... just another typical day in the life of a small town sheriff.”