sienna garcia，[Urban] When a thief falls in love with a policeman

sienna garcia，[Urban] When a thief falls in love with a policeman
[Urban] When a thief falls in love with a policeman
[Urban] When a thief falls in love with a policeman

I come from a small county town in Sichuan and went to Chengdu to work after the Spring Festival in 1995.To be honest

, it is really difficult to find a satisfactory job once I have no education and have no ability.Fortunately, under the enthusiastic guidance of a group of friends, I decided to rely on the second-hand bicycle trading market on Chengdu Fu Road to start a bicycle theft and selling business.

　　I wandered around the streets and alleys of Chengdu all day long when I had something to do. Finally, with my keen observation, I determined my "prey" target: a residential building near Hongxing Road, with all kinds of bicycles placed across the corridors and walls, because there were no special bicycle sheds downstairs, and there were no annoying old men and old ladies.

　　The night

, no, it should be said that it was late at night, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. With the concealment of the night, I started my first "entrepreneurship".I carried the tongs wrapped in newspapers and looked like a switchman and gradually walked towards the residential building.Although it was already spring, the cool breeze in the middle of the night was still a little bit shocking.There were almost no pedestrians on the street, and there were even ghosts downstairs, and I couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

　　I checked the "prey" carefully with a flashlight.Very good!Isn’t this the 24-loop “Merida” car I saw during the day!Eighty or 90% new, and what is even more overwhelming is that the lock only has a double fork lock on the rear wheel.I opened the newspaper tremblingly, took out the pliers I had prepared for a long time and started working, but for some reason, my hands were shaking violently, and the pliers clanged against the steel rings of the bicycle. I was so scared that I really wanted to escape at the last minute.

　　Oh my God!I heard the footsteps down the stairs. Is it an illusion coming from the residential building?No, I saw a figure again. I wanted to run, but the bad thing was that the pliers were stuck in the steel wire of the steel ring and could not be pulled out. When I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely, the person had already stood less than seven or eight steps away from me.

God!Big block!I dropped my pliers, pulled my legs and ran away."Stop!" The man behind him began to chase me tightly after roaring.I ran all the way with all my might, and I don’t know how far I ran. Finally, after running into a dark alley in the long and twilight alley, I couldn’t run anymore. Maybe because I didn’t have dinner, I was so tired that I was out of breath and my pace became slower and slower.The man behind was really mean and he kept chasing him. Finally, he followed him and grabbed my back collar. I turned my head and saw that he was really a policeman in a police uniform.

　　However, he was also exhausted and gasped, saying, "Boysienna garcia , practice long-term running! You fell into trouble today, go! Follow me to the police station

!" Hearing this, a wave of fear flashed through my heart. While he was putting on the hat, he instinctively broke free from his palm. Unexpectedly

, this policeman was really smart, and rushed up, jammed my neck, and turned me around, and then he used the "Long Sifang Firm Control" method of grabbing and falling, holding my legs to the face, riding on my abdomen, clamping my legs tightly with me and unable to move.But when he wanted to continue controlling my wrist, I instinctively swung my fist, tried my best to slap his cheek and punched him in the cheek. Whenever I thought of this punch, I felt very guilty. After all, I had destroyed my lover like this.

　　The punch at that time was really powerful, making him look like a star on his head, his hat was knocked to the ground, and his body clamped on me gradually became softer. I think that punch really hurt him.For some reason, a kind of pity and jealousy arises in my heart, even if the one that presses on me is a mighty and majestic body.My hands couldn't help but reach to his waist, hugging him tightly.He endured the severe pain of being beaten and said majesticly: "What are you doing!" At this time, he was struggling, but he never stuck my neck again, or even hit me.I became more courageous, and my right hand continued to slide down, hugging his fat ass, pressing against the protrusion on his crotch.At this time, his hands were at a loss, not knowing what movements his hands should do when facing a thief as a policeman.The look I looked at him was a look of a little nervous and expectation.

　　He and I didn't say a word, but just kept breathing, feeling the other person's rapid heartbeat against his chest.I gently stroked his buttocks. Inadvertently, my fingers reached between his two thighs. He suddenly got up from me and said, "Get out! If I see you steal the car again, I will discount your legs!" His tone was still so majestic, but with the help of the dim light, I saw a trace of shame passing by his face.

　　I lay on the ground and watched his back as he walked heavy steps and gradually faded away, and a feeling of inexplicable feeling broke out in my heart.Since then, that grand and heavy back has left a deep imprint in my heart, and this imprint is the deep love that I have filled with in my heart for him.I gave up my initial "entrepreneurship plan", and mustered up the courage and applied for jobs everywhere with an honest attitude.Hard work pays offsienna garcia , and finally found a job as a workshop worker in a small factory.At that time, I thought that even if I didn’t do it for myself, I would live a personal life for him and for his tolerance.

　　Every day, I go to and from get off work, and my life is very regular. However, sometimes, after dinner, I can’t help but ride a bicycle (I saved money to buy it myself)sienna garcia , crossing half of the city, and once again returned to the "campus scene" of that unforgettable night, pushing the cart around that alley.Although they are all strangers, when I think of that alley, I feel comforted.

　　Summer is here, and it is another night. I am walking on the Red Star Road, enjoying the comfort of the cool summer breeze.It was late at night, and when I was about to go home, gradually, a blurred figure appeared in front of my sight, ah!It was the figure and the steps again, which seemed familiar.The shadows are getting closer and closer, and the outlines are getting clearer; my heart is getting nervous, and my breathing is getting more and more suffocating.But it was not the policeman who came over, but just a thirty-year-old man in casual clothes.The light was too dark on the night of the incident, and it was a few months after that. Looking at his face, I was really not sure it was him.But my intuition keeps telling me: It’s him!So I think, let's see how he reacts.But what is angry is that when he passed by him, he walked over without even looking at me. I was so discouraged, but in a sad and sad way, I couldn't help but want to look back at him... When his back passed by the lamp shop, my god!He was wearing olive green police trousers!The butt is still that big!Another fire ignited in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly say: It should be him!It should be him!

　　At this time, he was more like a thief, and I followed his back more like a policeman, as if I had a little rabbit in my heart, both excited and nervous... First, I followed him across the street, then plunged into the dark alley, and after passing through, he suddenly stopped walking in front of him.He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one of them, lowered his head, and walked back and forth thoughtfully, and I looked at him at the corner a few steps away.Suddenly, I suddenly realized that this dark alley was the "campus scene" that night!I secretly irritated in my heart: Could it be him?But would he be visiting his friends?My heart was up and down, but I still couldn't be more courageous to talk to him, let alone come forward to confirm.

As the cigarettes in his hand became shorter and shorter, my heart became more and more impatient.Finally, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out with his feet, and turned around and left.I was anxious now, and I made up my mind and rushed forward with a quick glance... He might have heard the footsteps, turned around with a little frightened look, and I stopped, looking at him looking at me timidly... It was still so nervous and slightly expectant.I leaned towards him step by step, and at the same time, I almost smelled the special aura on him again: everything is so familiar!I walked up to him and looked at him very timidly, my face flushed and I breathed in the thinner and thinner air with him.

　　"Does the face still hurt?" I asked in a low voice. After his face twitched, he said choked, "It doesn't hurt." Then he hugged me tightly into his broad chest. The real emotions that were ready to go broke suddenly. The tears flowed out blended with the sweat on his neck, and our bodies were almost softened.He kissed my neck and I bit his ear.His rough hands kept stroking up and down my spine; I grabbed the belt on his pants with one hand and kneaded his solid hips with the other.We rubbed each other's lower part, his guy got bigger and harder, and my right hand went around to hold his bulging crotch, and stroked his hot and thick penis and hard testicles through his police trousers.But at this moment, a burst of laughter from Sanba Po came from the distance of darkness, which suddenly drove us from the paradise of happiness to the hell of reality.We almost forgot that this was a public place. After we quickly sorted out our clothes, we hugged our shoulders and left from the darkness.

　　You may be able to guess the following content, yes, we are together.In fact, he has always been carrying a heavy cross: he has a family, a well-behaved daughter who has just turned six, and has heavy work in the traffic police brigade. The work pressure and boring life on the surface almost occupy all his time and energy, but we can still meet each other for a week and live a truly "husband and wife life".Perhaps it is only then that we can tear off the disguise and regain our true self.

　　He once said to me, "During the late night when you stole the car and I chased you, I was hit hard by you, it really hurts. But do you know what I thought at that time?" "What did you think?" I asked, "If you can punch me hard, I can't get up on the ground!" "Do you know you're so mean!" I laughed, and he continued, "If you hit me so hard that I can't move, you tie me and press it on the ground, and use a belt to slap me hard, and evenI stripped my clothes and I wouldn't resist, so we don't have to wait for those months, right? People are tired, but the real needs in my heart cannot be expressed. Oh! "I didn't say anything. After a while of silence, I pressed him down on the sofa (violation word), quickly pulled out the belt on his pants, and sucked it hard twice, but did not strip his clothes, but just reached out and inserted it into his crotch and pulled out a few pubic hair.He did not resist, but became extremely excited, so he pressed me to the ground and stripped naked and raped me.

　　He loves my tenderness, and I love his masculinity.He loves my skin and I love his thick penis.When he put on his uniform

, he was very close to his body and there was no extra fabric. I really like to admire his tight police pants protruding into thick thighs, round hips and the cross section of the bulge when he rode or squatted down...But he likes to wear police uniforms and ask me to handcuff him, hold him from behind, rub his crotch, gently whip his butt with a baton, and finally strip off his police uniform and hold his cannon tube to rape him.Of course, I love his plump big butt even more. Whenever he has sex, he always likes to lie on the bed with his hands and feet. I always like to hold his thighs at that time, rest his head on his elastic fat butt, and even bury it into the crack of his butt, lick the thick and hard hair around his anus, smell his body odor, and gently rub his thick and hairy male root slowly falling asleep.Only on such a warm night can we truly get rid of all worldly constraints and sleep safely and nakedly in a happy paradise...!

[ This post was last edited by Angel Tears on 2008-3-31 23:30 ]