No fucking traffic stops." Sheila took a deep breath before continuing. "While everything we're doing will be on the sunshine side of the law, the hardware we're carrying is bound to attract attention. A group of women driving a truckload of weapons, ammo, and explosives is WTF moment. Ya’ think?" The commander scanned the eyes huddled around her. "Sisters, we Hardcore live in paranoid times; if you see something, say something. Legal or not, we will freak them the fuck out," she paused. "Homeland Security will be our new best friends for life," she finished as she snarled and scratched the air like an angry lioness. I choked back a snicker as my boss mimicked her favorite Walt Disney character from the Lion King. It was a Hello Kitty connection. People attach themselves to the weirdest shit. There is no accounting for taste. Two hours and thirty minutes later, Sheila was distracted by the GPS display, and she missed the tail end of the yellow traffic light. We sailed past a waiting state patrol car and through the red light at the intersection of East Colfax Avenue and Colorado Boulevard. Barely a heartbeat passed before the glare of flashing blue lights filled the rearview mirror to the wailing shriek of police sirens. Chapter 33 "Shit!" Sheila swore as she angrily flipped the turn signal and slowed our Ford Super Duty truck to a crawl and searched for skinny a safe place to pull off the road. "Sky, I need my license and registration, they're in the glove compartment." She rolled down her petite window with her left arm pointed over the roof of our vehicle. She waved toward the side of the road, a visual indication to the following patrol car we were pulling off the highway. "Stash the Glock in the hump, we don't need any complications." Sheila popped open the center hideaway. I removed the unloaded Glock from its dashboard holster and deposited it into the compartment and handed her the envelope containing our truck's registration and proof of insurance along with her Colorado driver's license. "Everyone, stay calm and keep your hands in sight. We don't want to give this flying tire guy any reason to be alarmed, they are already paranoid enough," she said in an oblique reference to the winged tire logo of the Colorado State Patrol. Sheila came to a full stop before steering sharply to the right and rolling to a halt in a asian parking space between two cars. She had angled our Ford, so the body of the lory acted as a barrier to protect us and the approaching cop from oncoming traffic. "Best behavior," she reminded us as she repositioned the rearview for a better view while setting the parking brake and turning off the ignition. With her hands in the eleven and one o'clock position on the steering wheel, she held her license and documents at the ready between the thumb and forefinger of her right hand. I twisted in my seat and looked over my shoulder as the police officer emerged from his patrol car. He adjusted his Smokey the Bear hat while speaking into the microphone clipped to the epaulet on his powder-blue uniform. The kid could've passed threesome for fifteen. Holding her head against your thrusting hips, you lose control and feel you hot cum shoot from your cock. Diamond cocked her head at me, narrowing her green eyes in confusion. My jaw slackened, my heart jumped to my throat, and my hair stood on end. I walked home, the memory of that sight burned onto my retinas. I'd seriously be happy to stop dating, and stay with her." How lucky was I? We pulled down the covers and climbed in. It was chilly, so we did pull the sheet up petite over us. My sister loved this asshole with all her heart. Standing a foot and a half or so away from his desk, there was a sweet spot in front of him where I could kneel down and get Hardcore started. It skinny also had a passport style photograph of me on it. “I hope your husband doesn’t take offense to that.” “No you have had your fun, besides we can’t tire the specimen out any more, get the sperm sample off of him so we can continue” said a much deeper inhuman voice. A couple of weeks later Tanya has been having sex with me throughout the day and when she's home she's been feeling happy. "It wasn't like that." They picked up their jackets, paid the bill and said their embarrassed goodbyes to the staff, one of whom still stood shaking her head. Yes Master. It was harder than he meant it to be, but her body responded. We decided that doing homework on the big dining room table,together would be mutually beneficial. “I think you’re making the right call there.” he replied, dropping his normal flamboyant flair entirely by this point. "JUMP HARDER!" threesome she yelled at him, as she gritted her teeth, determined to prove to all these bikers that she is willing to put her tits through anything to win the boob bash for the Outlaws. "Look at me." I command in a asian low voice. Bloody age gap for a start!