Tasha’s firt traffic stop

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Tasha’s firt traffic stopLooking in your rear view mirror you see flashing blue lights…cursing yourself for driving a lil too fast you pull over and wait…watching in your mirror as the police cruiser pulls in behind you and the officer steps out of the car.He’s tall, a little older than you, bearded and very cute….you adjust your cleavage a bit to make it easier to view….hopefully you can get out of the ticket!Rolling down your window and looking up with your most innocent eyes you politely say “Yes Officer?””Good evening Miss” comes the reply…a deep, authoritative tone, “Care to explain your speed?””Oh I’m sorry Officer…I just didn’t realise how fast I was going…silly me!” You coyly offer, hoping to come across as naive and innocent.”Have you been drinking tonight Miss? Please step out of the vehicle” You obey, making sure your light, summery dress slips up a little to reveal your smooth, tanned legs, hoping that the officer sees them, combined with your obvious cleavage.Standing beside the car door as the officer instructs you to move to his vehicle and away from the roadside. Standing by his cars bonnet as he leans in to your car….checking for anything suspicious. Your heart skips….suddeny remembering the panties on your passenger seat….you’d removed them earlier when a bout of horniness led you to have a quick play in a layby. Now there were sure to be spotted.”I take it these are yours Miss?” The officer asks, holding your discarded panties up. “Y-y-yes….I slipped them off earlier” you admit, blushing almost inconceivably.”You atakum escort know I could ticket you for your the speed you were driving…maybe we could come to some other…better…arrangement.”Your heart pounding…unsure if this is a genuine offer or a crafty scheme to incriminate yourself….”O-ok…I really don’t want a ticket Officer…”The cop walks over to you, reaching to his duty belt and grabbing his cuffs, leaning into kiss you roughly, the forceful nature making you tingle as he grabs your wrist and locks it in the cuff, pulling your other arm behind you and securing it in the cold steel, you resist ever so slightly…though you know its wasted effort.Feeling his hand on the back of your neck as he pushes you down over the bonnet of his car…your summer dress being hitched up as you are powerless to resist. The metal restraints digging in to your wrists a little as you feel his hands groping your ass, slapping it as he leans down close and growls “So how you going to get out of this ticket?” as his fingers trace lightly over your bare pussy. You gulp, the rough treatment making you flush a little, knowing your pussy is going to feel moist to his touch.”I don’t know Officer…was the ticket expensive?” You ask…secretly you know exactly how you want to pay for the ticket….by being a slut for him….his dominant tone and the cold metal cuffs making your decision to submit to him an easy one.”Very expensive…so how you gonna pay?””I could pay with my mouth Sir….or my pussy if that doesn’t cover it…..I really, atakum escort bayan REALLY don’t want to get a ticket!”Looking over your shoulder you see him lower to his knees behind you, still bent over the bonnet as you feel the bristle of his beard against your skin and his tongue darting into your pussy, probing you, making you moan softly in pleasure. His rough hands squeezing your arsecheeks as he tastes your juices, burying his tongue as deep as he can inside you, your pink pussy already soaked as he spreads your cheeks, giving himself better access to you as you remain prostrated over the bonnet.Suddenly his tongue pulls from you and you feel the bristles of his beard leaving your skin, your cheeks still spread exposing your puckered rim to the warm evening breeze. Without warning his spits on your exposed hole, slipping a finger into your tight, round arse. Making you gasp at the sudden invasion…the dawning realisation that this ticket is going to cost you more than you’d expected.Standing behind you as he unzips his fly and pulls his hard cock out, rubbing tip slowly up and down your arsecheeks before placing the bulbous head against your spit covered rim. “Exactly how badly do you want to get out of this ticket?”You push your hips back, feeling pressure against your puckered hole until suddenly it pops and the thick head of his cock penetrates your arse…slowly pushing yourself back onto the shaft until you’re pressed against his trousers.Feeling his hips start to buck as this un-named police officer begins to buttfuck escort atakum you, your mind racing at the thought that any moment another car could pass and the occupants see you being fucked deep in the arse while handcuffed and bent over a police cars bonnet!Pushing back to meet every thrust as you try to make him cum quickly….but at the same time not wanting to be too eager and waste the chance to have your arsehole stretched by the thick veiny cock of a complete stranger!A barely audible whimper escaping you lips as you feel him grab the cuffs, pulling you back to impale you deeper on his dick with every thrust, unable to resist the need to let out a lustful moan, begging him to fuck you harder and faster.Feeling his hand slide under you and his fingers find your clit, rubbing it roughlyFeeling him pull the cuffs…and you…back harder and push into you deeper as his breath quickens….a little disappointed as you know he’s close to cumming. Your tight arse clearly pushing him closer to climax with every thrust as you look over your shoulder at the handsome, dominating cop and scream “Please cum in this cocksluts arsehole Officer!”A grunt spilling from him as his veiny cock starts to spasm, thick spurts of hot sperm erupting from the tip and shooting deep inside you. You push yourself back…eager to have your arse filled as deep as possible with his sticky cum.Every pulse of his cock accompanied by a neaderthal like grunt as he uses your tight hole to milk every drop of seed from his full balls.Slowly pulling his cock from you and reaching for his handcuff key. Releasing your wrists from the steel restraints and telling you that he’d better not catch you again. You return to your car, feeling used, abused and confident that you’ll be making yourself cum as soon as you get home.

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