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The Cop

Date: 1/19/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

around as if he was lost or looking for a particular place. The car behind him kept a discrete distance but was definitely following him. He stopped at a place he'd used in the past and wandered through the apartment complex for a while before returning to his car. She was parked right behind him. He pretended not to notice but was shaking like a leaf. "You being a good boy, pervert ?" He walked right to the car and got in. Before he got it started, she was gone. Fuck ! He'd taken her to close to thirty percent of his farms this morning and in the process got two blow jobs and laid once. He meandered about for over two hours until he was sure he wasn't being followed. A little after five he rented one of those garage spaces and immediately parked the car in his rented space. He then took a cab to one of those car parts places. It was dark before he got back to the garage, got the car jacked up and crawled underneath. It was easy to find, right up under the frame in back. He kicked himself for going to all the expense. He was about to reach for it and then froze. If he took the fucker off, she'd just put another one on...A traffic stop or some such thing. He was fucked ! Three of the farms were close to harvest time. That would give him a couple of pounds of shit to start over someplace. Fucking "A" ! Lot of shit to do ! He'd need a new name, new wheels...A whole new place. He was going to be a busy Jose for the next couple of days. Survival was the only emotion surging ... through Stan Thompson's body and soul until he was cruising South on I-15 heading for a small town on the coast of Southern California. He was driving a brand new car, had left all his possessions...Everything except the clothes on his back. He was carrying two bags...Both shopping bags. The first was stuffed with twenties, fifties and hundreds...The second with three pounds of very high grade marijuana. He was set for a couple of months before he'd have to start selling the dope and that would give him time to set up a couple of farms...Get back on his feet...Get established. He'd left in the middle of the night. Over the back fence, walking though the neighborhood...Took a bus to the East side of town and bought a car...All cash...At one of those "If we can finance you, we can finance anyone" places. In twenty minutes, he was taking a drag off a nice fat joint and cruising at seventy-five to keep up with traffic. Visions of Jane Exler down on her knees sucking his cock floated though his head. His dick started to get hard and he stroked it a bit as he headed toward his new home...Manhattan Beach, California..... .....Two weeks later, Stan was sitting at a bar in Redondo Beach. She'd just come in. The first one was always the hardest but after that, it was exponential. Gail was thirty-four and had a teenage daughter. Mothers and daughters were best. Sons got pissed off you were fucking their mother, always wondering if the lips kissing them had been wrapped around your dick the ...