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THE SPEEDING TICKET
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By Ann Douglas
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"Shit" Janet cursed as she noticed the flashing
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red lights in her corvette's rear view mirror. Eight
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o'clock on a Sunday morning, not a car on the road,
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and some dumb ass highway patrolman had to clock
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her doing better than 80.
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"I'm fucked!" she thought as she pulled the car
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over to the side in response to a quick burst of the
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police cruiser's siren. "One more moving violation and
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there goes my license."
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If only she had left school last night when she
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was supposed to, then she would've had no problem
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making it to her parents house for Sunday Brunch. But
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no, she had to go to the party at the Alpha Deta House
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and get ripped. She had awaked about 6:30 A.M. with
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both a frat boy laying next to her in bed and a colossal
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headache. She'd quickly showered and dressed, hoping
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to make up time on the road to avoid another of her
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father's lectures. A lecture about family responsibilities
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would be nothing now. If she got her license
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suspended again, he'd promise to take away the car
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she'd gotten for High School Graduation last year.
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As she watched the state trooper exit the
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cruiser, a more terrifying thought ran through her.
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What if he ran a breath test on her, with all she had to
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drink last night she might not be able to pass. That
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would get her license more than suspended. She had to
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get out of this ticket.
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Janet ignored the Trooper's approach and
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quickly moved to the glove compartment for her
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papers, determined to be the very model of cooperation
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and sweetness.
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"License please, young lady." said a deep
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masculine voice.
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With a bright smile on her face, Janet turned to
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face the Officer, papers in hand. Her mouth dropped
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open when she got her first good look at him. Behind
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the mirrored sunglasses and tan uniforms was a tall,
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muscular black man - dark as the midnight sky.
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"Do you know how fast you were going....."
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He said as he looked at the license " Miss Rabinowitz"
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he read off the license.
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"Too fast I guess..." Janet said in her most
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apologetic voice. "I guess with no one else on the road
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it's too easy to push it a little too hard."
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In return all she got was a little grunt as he
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examined her papers. She continued to smile pushing
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her big tits into view to try and distract him from the
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possibility that she might've been drinking.
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"Any reason why I shouldn't give you a ticket?
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the Trooper asked.
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Janet looked up at him and smiled.
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"Maybe because you've got a big heart?" She
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suggested.
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"Did you say a big hard?" He grinned, his white
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teeth forming a wide smile.
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"Maybe," Janet grinned back, encouraged that
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she might be able to work her way out of the ticket
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after all.
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"Young lady," The Trooper chuckled. "Are
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you trying to corrupt a Police Officer?"
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"I'd sure as hell like to give it a try." She
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purred.
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With that she reached out the window and
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traced the outline of his cock through his snug uniform
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trousers. As she did, she ran her wet tongue across her
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red lips, giving no doubt as to her offer. After stroking
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it a few times, she could feel it growing harder.
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"Well I'd really like to accommodate you," He
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said as she cupped his balls. "But I'm going to have to
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run your license through the computer first, just to be
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sure."
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"Damn..." Janet screamed in her mind as the
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Trooper walked back to the Police Car. "One look at
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my record and my driving days are history."
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After a few minutes of sitting in the front seat of
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his cruiser and working the small computer terminal
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inside, the Trooper returned .
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"Looks like you have some good luck this
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morning after all," He said with a broad smile. "The
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computer's down and I couldn't run your license."
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"Oh that's too bad," Janet gushed as she could
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feel his eyes fixed on the deep crevice between her
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breasts.
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"So I guess I have to assume that your records
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clean and proceed accordingly. In a first time offense
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like this, its the Officer's discretion as to whether he
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issues a ticket or a warning."
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"Oh really...." Janet asked.
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"So maybe we should pull off the main road a
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little and we can discuss it better." He said, indicating a
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small side road about a thousand yards ahead.
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"Lead on." Janet replied happily.
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Less than a minute later both cars were safety
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hidden from the view of the main road by a large
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clump of trees. Janet quickly met the Trooper as he
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exited his cruiser and before he could say a world, she
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had pulled down his zipper and pulled out his large
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black cock.
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"Christ.....its so big!" Janet exclaimed as she
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pulled it free. "It must be almost 9 inches."
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"More than you can handle little white girl?"
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He asked sarcastically.
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"The cock I can't handle doesn't exist..." Janet
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said confidently as she dropped to her knees and licked
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the head of his cock. "By the way, what's your name?"
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"Jerry," came the answer.
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"Well get a good grip on that car, Jerry, cause
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I'm going to blow a lot more than your mind."
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Jerry leaned back against the car as the warm
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wetness of Janet's mouth engulfed his cock, taking in
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six of his nine inches. Her hand reached up beneath the
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dark shaft and cupped his balls, each the size of an
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small plum. With each slurping thrust, she tried to take
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a little more of his massive rod inside her mouth. If
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was the first black cock she had ever sucked, but she
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knew right now it wouldn't be the last.
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"You got a hot mouth, girl." The Trooper said
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as he matched Janet's rhythm and began to face fuck
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her.
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"Hmmmm" was all the answer she could
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manage as he drove his cock into her throat.
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He cupped his large dark hands behind her long
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blonde hair as he thrusted again and again, until Janet's
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mouth began to hurt with the pounding.
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"Damn you rich white bitches are fine
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cocksuckers."
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Jerry said as she pulled his hard tool from her mouth.
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"Now I want a piece of that white pussy."
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Janet had originally only planned to give the
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Officer a quick blowjob to get out of the ticket. A few
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minutes sucking on that massive rod quickly changed
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that. She had to have that black cock inside her.
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"Give it to me," She said as she changed places
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against the car. "Fill my hot pussy with that big black
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cock!"
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Without effort, Jerry lifted her onto the hood of
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the car and lifted her skirt. He just pushed her panties
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aside and rammed his cock inside her. Janet gasped at
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the sudden entry. As quick as he had entered her, he
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withdrew and then repeated his thrust. He grabbed the
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cheeks of her ass and began to frantically pump her.
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"Oh God.....oh God....oh God....." Janet panted
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as again and again the dark pole filled her white cunt.
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Jerry was forceful to the point of being a little brutal,
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and Janet was loving it. So different from those wimpy
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college boys.
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Jerry reached up and pulled open her blouse,
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exposing her bra-less breasts. His mouth quickly
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closed on them, biting hard down on the nipples. And
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still his thrusts quickened. The more excited he got the
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fast he pumped.
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Each stroke was now enough to lift her off the hood of
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the patrol car.
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Janet was in heaven, she had never been fucked
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so good. Small shudders pulsed within her, heralding
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the awesome climax she knew she would soon reach.
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Suddenly, after a few more powerful strokes,
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Jerry abruptly withdrew from her. He reached up and
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pulled her off the hood.
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"What the fuck did you stop for...." Janet cried
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out, "I was almost ready to cum."
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"Not yet bitch," The powerful black man said
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as she spun her around and flattened her against the
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police car door in what was universally known in police
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circles as "assuming the position. "There's still one hole
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I haven't tried yet."
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"Oh no...." Janet snapped. "Nothing goes up
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my ass, I don't do that greek shit."
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"You'll do it this time, cunt." Jack said as he
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reached down and placed the pussy-cum soaked head
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of his cock against her tiny asshole. "You see I lied
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before when I said the computer was down. I saw your
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record, one more speeding conviction and you can kiss that
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pretty car over there goodbye. Little Miss Rabinowitz will be
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taking the bus."
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"Shit..." Janet thought, "She was trapped.'
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Without warning, Jerry entered her virgin hole.
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The cum from her pussy helped as a lubricant but it still
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hurt like hell. Fire filled her bottom as he shoved all
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nine inches inside her. Then he began to repeat the
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rhythm of earlier and with each stroke, her sphincter
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muscles relaxed a little bit more. Pressing her hard
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against the car door he grabbed her tits and squeezed
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them hard. His panting increased as did his gyrations.
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Then with a painful thrust, he began to send a steady
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stream of hot cum into her tight ass.
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Now, as his cock emptied of his man-juice, he
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put as much force as he could into each pumping
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action, repeating it as fast as he could. Stretching her
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no longer virgin ass to it's limits. Then as fast as he had
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entered her, he pulled out, again spinning her about.
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Putting his large arms around her he pulled her
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close and kissed her, forcefully, giving her no chance to
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deny his tongue entry. Far from denying it, Janet
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sucked it eagerly, giving hers in return. She had never
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felt so satisfied.
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They quickly cleaned themselves with water and
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towels from the trunk of the police cruiser. Janet made
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herself as presentable as she could, she still had to be at
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her parent's by 11:00.
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"Oh shit, its almost 10:00, I'll never make it
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now." She cried out, glancing at her watch.
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Jerry just laughed and told her to follow him
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back to the main road.
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With lights flashing and sirens wailing, Jerry led
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her on a 80 mph dash to her home. He pulled away
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about a half mile before her destination and she pulled
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into the driveway at 10:55. Her parents were happy to
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see her of course, but were a little confused when she
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said she would rather eat standing at the patio high
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table than on one of the hard bottomed chairs. College
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certainly gave you peculiar customs, they thought.
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END
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