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“Now you’re gonna be my girl,” he said. “My horny girl.” He stood over and unzipped his pants unleashing his thick, veiny cock. My hands bound in handcuffs, the tight metal digging into my flesh.
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“Do you know how fast you were driving there missy,” he snarled. I caught a glimpse of myself in the shiny lenses of his sunglasses.
And I have to admit, I looked fucktastic, as usual. Hair perfect, face flawlessly cute, soft pillowy cleavage and creamy bare thighs poking out of my barely there jean-shorts.
“I don’t know officer,” I said, batting my big brown eyes at him, mock flirtatiously. “75, 80?”
“A hundred and goddamn ten!”
“Well, I thought the object of driving was to hit the high score.”
I guess he wasn’t in the mood for humor, because in an instant his face turned redder than a broken asshole and he began to shout – “Out of the vehicle … NOW!”
Let me set the scene for you, it was well out of the Las Vegas city limits, I was coming back from a weekend with a Sin City client and was, as I normally do getting a little overzealous with the gas pedal when Officer Fuckface spotted me and sprang into action earning that pension of his.
Now the road was pretty isolated and as I stepped out of my Camaro he instantly took hold of me and cuffed my wrists behind my back.
“I know how to deal with smart ass little bitches like you,” he said as he threw me in the back of his patrol car.
We drove in silence until we stopped at a run down garage in the middle of nowhere.
“Wow, you really know how to treat a girl,” I said as he pushed me inside. This must have been one of his little hideaways, because inside was a couch, an old refrigerator and a bed.
“You’re in trouble with the law girl,” he said, “and there’s only one way out. You gotta make me feel all good inside.”
“I’m sorry, I’m fresh out of opossum jerky.”
He smirked, “You got a smart little mouth on you. And it sure is pretty too.” He leaned in close and kissed me flush on the lips. I didn’t respond.
“You gotta do better than that if you want outta here.”
So, I kissed him back.
“Yeah,” he said. “That’s how I like it. Nice and sloppy.” He then ripped my shirt open and pushed me back onto the bed. “Now you’re gonna be my lady … my horny lady.” He unzipped his pants exposing his rock hard cock and crawled on top of me. I winced as he entered my pussy.
“What a nice tight cunt,” he said as he thrust away.
“You’re so much hotter than my wife. Can’t get a decent nut with that bitch.”
After a few minutes he turned over on his back and I mounted him. “You don’t scare me, pig,” I said. “In fact, I’m getting hot myself and I’m gonna ride your hillbilly cock like a thoroughbred.”
As I fucked him on the floor, letting myself cum a few times, I pulled his cock out of me and shimmied up to his face.
“Now eat me, pig,” I demanded and he went to town sucking my clit and tongue fucking my fuck-hole.
“That’s it, copper. Fuck me with your tongue!”
Cumming once again, I reached over and took his throbbing cock in my hand and jerked him off until he shot thick loads of spunk all over the bed.
“Wow, you just scored an 11 in marksmanship.”
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“Okay,” he said later that night. “A deal is a deal. You’re free to go. Unless …”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Why not, my tax dollars pay for your damn checks. I might as well get my money’s worth.
“Now … drop those pants and tug on that nightstick pig!”
The End
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