Feb 23
I love a ride-along with Officer Ryder. I mean, the name says it.
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I love a ride-along with Officer Ryder. I mean, the name says it.
Happy to see me, happy to unzip, happy to sit back and enjoy the service, happy to release in my mouth, and happy to be swallowed and sucked clean.
He was just a happy guy and I was happy to oblige him.
Daddy had already heard about me, which was a good thing. It meant less talking, as I had better things to do with my mouth.
The married ones are the best, in every way.
Officer: “How about some service?”
Me: “You got it!”
“So, you gonna get on your fucking knees or what?”
The married studs are always in need and will take some relief any chance they can get i!
“Or we can worth this out . . .”
I was out of state, the light was fading, and I didn’t fancy a night in the lockup so sure, I did what he told me to and swallowed what he gave me to swallow. Now was not the time to negotiate and he didn’t look like the type to pull out!
Desk service is when you just get on your knees, under his desk, unzip his fly, and go down and service him, while he enjoys getting relieved of his load without having to lift so much as a finger. That’s the ultimate perk of the job.