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"Squeak! Squeak!" Sounds of a Good Whor

Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: therealbk, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories.... "Squeak! Squeak!" Sounds of a good Whore!!!" It was a dark Friday evening, just a little passed 10pm. I had been sitting in my patrol car all night. I looked around outside. I could see a light out above the old gas station. It was your typical slow boring, small town night. I had moved from the big city a few weeks ago. I graduated from the Police Academy. Worked two years on the mean streets of NYC. I needed a big change in my life. I decided to move down to Maryland. Out on the Eastern Shore. As far away from civilization, I could get. I ran for Sheriff in this small town. The previous Sheriff retired. "You'll love it here young man. There is never any action in this small town." he said. So far he was right. I was working on my 4th straight week of doing nothing. I looked at my watch as I sipped some coffee. I tossed my empty cup in the back seat. I picked up my new issue of Bodacious, off the passenger seat. I was just about ready to call it a night. I live alone in a big house near the beach. I had the weekend off. I wanted to wash my car and fix some stuff around the house. "Beep! Sheriff!! Sheriff Buck! Come in. Over!" said the radio. I reached down to pick up "CB". "Sheriff Buck! Here! Over!" I said. "Hey Sheriff. This is Lucy. We got a code 69 in progress. Behind the Five n Dime. Over!" said Lucy. She was the new Dispatcher for the police and fire departments. She worked from home. We had one line installed in her dining room. ... "Who called it in? Over!" I said. "Mr. Fancy, he lives across the street from the Five n Dime. He said there were two people in the back of his store. Doing something funny. Over!!" Lucy said. "OK! Lucy! I will go check out the code 69..Over!" I said. I tossed my adult magazine on the passenger seat. I then checked my rear view mirror as I started the patrol car. I shook my head when I remember what a code 69 was. It was for prostitution. I was sure the two parties involved, probably left by now. It was a good 20 minute ride to the store. I was just hoping it was going to be a good call. Maybe my night would not be so boring, after all. I pulled the only patrol car in the town, down main street. I drove through the only traffic light. I think it was yellow. I turned on my turn signal just pass the Five n Dime store. I pulled into the dirt parking lot. A few rocks bounced off the grill of the car. I edged slowly around the green dumpster. I pulled into the back alley connecting the store with the only laundry mat in the county. I looked over the hood. My mouth dropped open. There were two people in front of my head lights. The gentleman dropped his beer on the ground next to his foot. The girl put her hand up to her eyes to see who I was. Both there mouths fell open when I turned on my red/blue flashing police lights. A second later the gentleman fell to the ground. He looked pretty intoxicated, as he yelled something in the air. The woman tried to run from the scene. Her 6inch ...