He roughly rubs the old timer’s prostate with his two large fingers, licking his lips, practically salivating. “Come on Macer, knock it off.” He bemoaned, trying to wiggle free. XXX The 280 lbs beast just couldn’t help himself sometimes, which is probably the reason he was injured, forcing him to work a desk, sometimes sitting at it, sometimes on it, but more often than not under it. Gaius… You can’t just go around fucking a perp cause you think they need it, as though it’s some kind of path to self-realization!” Dickerson interrupted. He roughly rubs the old timer’s prostate with his two large fingers, licking his lips, practically salivating. You can’t just go around fucking a perp cause you think they need it, as though it’s some kind of path
