I grabbed a six pack of beer and headed for the store front, Jeb was clearing the overstuffed register of large bills, cramming money into small envelopes then popping them through a safe door slit. Each girl had thin hips exposed by the high arch of their suits and as they turned, the fabric contrasting stark white skin overly exposed to the sun giving each a pink sun burnt glow, down and around to two incredibly cute firm asses. XXX Pete laid still. “Don’t make me put another hole into you Pete”, Jeb shouted! “Busy, busy”, I said. Turned out Jeb was the Town Constable, the cruiser was tucked away in the one bay garage attached to the left of the station.
