Helga then sprawled on her back on the sofa with her legs spread, offering herself to me. “Oh, yes!… Thirty-two years ago, I was a Rookie Police Officer employed by a large Metropolitan Police Department and was eighteen months into my two-year probationary period. I could feel the moisture from her pussy dripping on my swollen cock. “I need you inside me,” Helga whispered in my ear after she broke from tonguing my ear. The sound of sex always turned me on. I thought I was going to cum right then and there. Helga set the bowl on the coffee table and then grasped my cook in her right hand and took me deep into her mouth while caressing my balls with the left hand. She licked her lips and seemed proud of herself. “Okay, sweetie, you are doing just fine,” she praised me. One thing I did like about Jelly’s personal philosophy, he never issued traffic citations in December. Thirty-two years ago, I was a Rookie Police Officer employed by a large Metropolitan Police Department and was eighteen months into my two-year probationary period.
