We sat looking at the caboose and drinking our coffee.“I wonder how old that thing is?” I asked.“It probably goes back to the fifties,” she guessed.“Yes at least. I understand it has been renovated twice since it got here even,” I said.“Sarge you know I love you. Both as a father and as a lover,” she said. “You have walked a tightrope being both to me, thank you.”She put her head on my shoulder and had a case of the sniffles. I allowed her to calm down completely before we rode home. Tasha went inside and I never saw her again.First I tried to call when her car was gone at six when we usually went for our ride. I did my twenty miles and hoped that she was just busy doing something else. I checked off and on up until midnight. Tasha didn’t come home.The next morning just before noon, I went to the police department to report her missing. I told the ‘missing person’ cop about her medical problems, but not the name of the disease she thought she might have. I wasn’t sure that she. I whistled appreciatively, "Look at this... You're so wet that I can see it running down your thigh," I exaggerated, but I could clearly see how she glistened between the narrow folds of her perfect pussy."Stop that!" She giggled, slapping my shoulder playfully."C'mon, let's take care of this," I said, standing up and lifting her, grabbing her marvelous behind firmly while she was looking into my eyes, carrying her to my desk. I laid her there, and she smiled, blushing, then she helped me by bending her knees and spreading her legs, exposing herself to me.Her lips - both of them - were of a beautiful tone of red, and I could clearly see her love nub. I leaned over her and started licking her. I loved her smell.She tried to keep control, trying not to moan so loud, even knowing that Andrew was already gone and that we were probably alone on that floor, but she was always so thoughtful. It just made me focus more on my job, licking and nibbling, sucking at her love button. I always.
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