There were prime liquors, not that Daryl or I or any of the other city police officers imbibed. We were always on call on weekends so we were always careful about drinking. That was just as well because there was a big fight at another function down the hall. I blew my dog whistle, summoning Max into the catering hall as eight of us strode into the other room. Once Max made his appearance at my side the fight suddenly dissolved. I told everyone there who we were and why we were there. “I’m going to be really pissed off if we have to return and some of you will spend the rest of the weekend in one of our cells. Just try me. I dare you.” Some stupid drunk pushed his luck until Max put him on the seat of his pants and kept him there by softcore standing over him with fangs bared and a menacing growl coming from his throat. By then two uniformed officers had arrived and they wasted no time in arresting him and moving him to headquarters to sleep it off. Max joined us at the reception where he was almost as big a hit as he was at home. Five years later I was seated at the desk in the library on a Saturday afternoon when Lucy walked in. “Where are the girls,” I asked. Lucy and I now had three. They were a handful at times, but I loved them amateur like you wouldn’t believe. “They’re in Melody’s room taking a nap.” “I guess that tells me where Max is.” Lucy laughed as she told me that they were all sleeping on Max. That came as no surprise. I joined her as I rolled the chair back and swung my legs over Kurt’s prone form. He looked up as I pulled Lucy into my lap for a indian long tender kiss. She reached down to boobs run her fingers through Max’s son’s fur. Max was the offspring of four generations of AKC national champions. I had placed several ads in the Memphis newspapers and In the AKC journal seeking a bitch to breed with him. Normally, a lot of money changes hands, but that didn’t interest me at all. What I wanted was at least one of the male Tots puppies—two if there were six or more. I faxed Max’s papers and photos to three candidates, rejecting two because they didn’t quite measure up. Max successfully impregnated on the first try and the result was seven pups. Once they were weaned I took the two biggest—one for me and one for Daryl. I named mine Kurt; his was named Wolfgang—Wolf, for short. We trained both dogs together and we had help from Max whose presence ensured that both pups paid attention. One growl from him kept them on task. Now Max was retired from daily police work although I did use him twice when I had a need for two dogs while tracking felons in the thick woods at the north end of the county. I had just been reelected a second time and I’d done no campaigning, exactly as I had promised. I let my actions speak for me. Crime was down more than sixteen percent and I’d taken a hard line on drug peddlers, but stressed the need for treatment over prison for drug users. I had joined Rotary at the suggestion of my father-in-law and I had spoken several times about our efforts to stem the flow of drugs into the county and our anti-gang efforts which had proved to be extremely successful. Just as important, I cooperated eagerly with local law enforcement, something that had never happened in the past. Now I sat with Lucy on my lap assured of another four-year term as sheriff. She had just broken our kiss when she asked me, “I wonder if you have any idea how rich you are. Do you?” “I know exactly how rich I am. I have a wonderful loving wife, three beautiful young daughters, and two furry beasts to protect us. I have in-laws who seem to love me as much as I love them and we live in a community where people live and work together in harmony and I have a successful career doing what I love every day. His right hand was quickly under her sundress and inside her pink panties. Elsie rolled her eyes to the back of her head and moaned loudly and lasciviously. They finally got out and got dressed. They’re putting on a song and dance revue for high school and college students.” I softcore had not thought about the time of year and the changing of colors of leaves. On their right were small booths tastefully decorated with red leather and on the left was boobs a dining counter with stools. How you'd force her to say the words that would put your daddy in his place. His tight ass clenched as he thrust forward. Lauren groaned between licking and lapping at my wife's twat. She climbs on top of me and straddles the back of my thighs. The blond kid played with the goblin’s teat and barely noticed the changes he was going through. Little vixen, he thought to himself. As Danny looked at Kristin...Danny...in gym shorts..leaning against the wall...legs crossed felt his river run again..So all four went out to lunch and came home. Square, with an inner courtyard, it dominated the Tots island, with what appeared to be stables to the rear, with a long veranda, almost colonial in design, and a large indian fountain to the front. Tom pulled his cock out of his daughter as the second consecutive orgasm hit her. I felt powerless, what could I do; I didn’t know what to say, and when I didn’t reply, he stood up saying, “Come on, amateur let’s go.” Hoola shakes her head. They talked with strong London accents. “Awesome” I shouted back with no small amount of sarcasm. The boss looked like he was getting angry. Even her husband didn't dare to say names like that, simply because he was afraid to. Wendy and I need to suck it.” Bill had watched their final encounter with mild interest, a mellow look on his face.