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We had a great time and I did credit Daryl for coming up with the menu. My on-the-bone slice of prime rib was an inch thick yet so tender that I rarely had to use my knife to cut it. Whatever Lucy was paying Ingrid, it wasn’t internal anywhere near enough. She really was an outstanding cook. There was excitement in our conversation which was augmented by plenty of wine for Jonathan and three of the four wives. Lucy was pregnant and Daryl, Dan, and I were on call whenever we were not officially on duty. That’s the reality of small town police departments so only Coke or ginger ale for us. Eventually, Jonathan asked about Monday’s Council meeting. “It went extremely well, Daddy,” my bride answered. “Asshole Carl Haynes was suspended as were the two police officers. Jeremy Haynes’ resignation was accepted. Jasmine was appointed to fill Carl’s term and she’ll be with us for at least a year until next Election Day. Matt gave us his budget requests for next year and he told us of his plans for the two city rec centers/police substations. I mentioned your generous offer of support. It turns out that there are two large parcels of land that would be ideal for the centers. All we’d need is thirty acres for each.” “Thirty acres? What the hell are you planning to put up there?” “In addition to the building we were thinking of several outside basketball courts and Mr. Ferguson suggested at least one field each for football, soccer, and baseball. You know we really need these Latina facilities.” Jonathan just shook his head then broke out laughing. “A word of warning, Matt; never underestimate my daughter, Lucille. Okay, have someone from the Planning Board get in touch with Morton Stafford and I’ll make it happen. Can I consider that my contribution to the project?” “I think so, Daddy. Mr. Ferguson suggested prefab buildings that he thinks will cost us about $280,000 each so we should have enough to clear and grade the slut land. There are no wetlands or endangered species there unless the possum or the grey squirrel suddenly go on the list so I think we’ll be good to creampie build once we get the permits.” “Well, just don’t actually do anything until you have the money.” “Daddy! I’m not a child, you know! I’ve been on the City Council for six years and, don’t forget that forty-five percent of that land is mine.” “Here’s another warning, Matt,” Jonathan said while he was laughing. “Don’t ever let your cumshot daughter get an MBA. She’s been running me ragged for years.” Then he laughed some more and all of us joined him. I leaned to my left to kiss my wife’s cheek, but she turned her head, bringing her sweet lips indian to mine. The party moved into the library once dinner was done. It was a cozy room and relatively small when compared to the rest of the house at only four hundred square feet with a large sectional in one corner and three upholstered armchairs around a long rectangular table with a granite top. At this point I wasn’t even hoping for one result or another, I just wanted to know. Laura stroked Erica's face. Tammy: Are you ready to go? I trembled, staring up at her face as creampie I grasped her smooth shaft. “I want YOU to kiss me,” he said. I was still a bit damp when Latina we jumped into bed together. Ealaín's eyes closed. If I walk the friction of it will be unnoticeable. cumshot They screamed long and hard as the dogs pounded in them until the pain turned to pleasure and they orgasmed. He stopped mid-sentenced and stared into my indian eyes. "Okay, that doesn't sound too bad." I see a private bathroom that has a large shower stall AND slut a jacuzzi tub. Needless to say…I let him have the bed to himself and finished the night in the guest room. After kissing me passionately, he said “I’m glad you like her. I internal like her. “Um, no we don’t,” Mike says to me. I think about whether it is worth keeping the record label. I presumed that they were going for a swim. “Oh just imagine that.” Xavier moaned. “Price of diplomacy,” I panted, standing up.