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Turn around and place your hands behind your back.” Once he was under control Daryl walked inside to check for any weapons. I read his Miranda rights as we walked him to the female car. We dropped him off at the staging point behind an old and unused strip mall less than a mile from the quarry under the custody of the state police. Our next stop was just outside the quarry. I parked my SUV about a quarter mile behind Parsons who was stationed just outside the open gates to the quarry. There was a lot of brush on the shoulder to cover our approach if we stayed low. I told Dan to stay back in case Parsons was able to escape. “If necessary, fire at his tires. You’ll give us away, but that can’t be helped.” Dan nodded his agreement as we stole away until we were almost up to the squad car. Daryl noticed that Parsons had the windows open and was smoking—a definite no-no in police vehicles. That would help us if we could get close enough. We stayed on the edge of the old dirt Big Boobs road mature knowing that it would be harder to see us there than on the driver’s side of the car. I signaled Daryl to take the passenger side of the car while I tiptoed around the rear of the car, drawing my Python once I was there with Max at my side. From there it was only two quick steps before I surprised Parsons by pushing my pistol into the side of his head. “Keep your hands where I can see them and off boobs the horn. I won’t have any problem shooting your head off, scumbag!” He placed his hands behind his head and slid out under Max’s keen eye. I bent him over the trunk and handcuffed him, turning him over to Dan Powell who drove the squad car back to the staging area with Parsons confined in the back. Carl Haynes and his wife had been the first to arrive. We watched from the top of a big hill opposite the gate as they drove their car inside and then closed the gate, replacing the padlock on the chain, but not locking it. Fifteen minutes later we heard a radio call reporting shots fired and officer needs assistance on the other side of the city. We weren’t at all surprised to see outdoor Jeremy Haynes and Parsons drive up in Irwin’s patrol car a few minutes later. They stayed outside the fence “directing traffic” until the Chief arrived and drove into the quarry where he met with Carl Haynes outside one of the large warehouses on the site. erotic Jeremy Haynes waited until he saw the big tractor trailer slowly wend its way up the road. He had the gate open by the time it finally arrived and walked through the gate, closing it. We took out Parsons once he was well inside. Once Dan had taken Parsons to the staging area the road was sealed off by state police who permitted only the two huge ore haulers and official vehicles through. I had given instructions for the ore haulers to be backed up to the gate and their beds lowered as far as possible. They more than filled the broad entryway to the quarry. Daryl and I slipped into the quarry grounds along with twenty men and two women from the state police. "Ohh fuck," mature he moaned female as I continued my moans like a broken record. The girls’ pussies were soaked at this erotic point and they were very horny, so they agreed that they wanted to cum. I was more than delighted and started to tongue fuck her madly , thrusting my tongue deeper into her, occasionally flicking her clit with my tongue tip. About 40 minutes later we left, and went back to the car and drove to one Gym that we had seen. It might have seemed a silly gesture, but I wanted some level of comfort before I offered myself to it for mating. More paddles wave. This usually wouldn't take a great deal of consideration but, in this case, it was for an entirely different reason than pleasure. “It’s Big Boobs Sue’s birthday so she outdoor can take boobs his knickers off for us,” Tanya announced to catcalls and cheering. Jeff finished his beer and then got to his feet. She sat up. Well not at first. "What's happening?" Peter Hopkins put his hands behind his head and sighed contentedly. I looked into the mirror at my tangled hair and smeared makeup and couldn’t wait for work tomorrow! Brandan raised an eyebrow at this. To Brock, I’m just a symbol to put on a flag. “Wonder if she shaves it all off too, like Barb.” I spurt a lot of creamy liquid on his forehead and his hair.