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Best Way To Get Out Of A Ticket.
Date: 4/6/2016, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: ReaperTess1, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
breast. I didn't know why but for some reason I really wanted to seduce him. Maybe it was because he was so tightly wound, or the fact he wasn't responding to my flirting, or maybe it was because I was starting to turn myself on with all the wicked things running through my head. Either way, I really wanted him. Looking up at him through my fluttering eyelashes I said, "I'm sorry if I offended you." "It's okay Miss," he said, looking back into my eyes. Taking out his book he began to write. ' Damn' I thought. ' This is not working. ' Shifting tactics I ran my hands up and down my arms, squeezing my breasts together in the process. The movement had his eyes sliding back over them. "It's chilly," I said, explaining the movement. "Do you really have to ticket me? Isn't there anything I can do to stop you?" I asked. His eyes didn't leave my breasts as he replied, "Turn around and place your hands on the car." "Wait! What? You're arresting me?" I stammered. "Please Miss." he answered. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was going to arrest me. Turning around I placed my hands on the roof of the car. He stepped up behind me and starting from my wrists he ran his hands along my arms and down my sides, all the way down my legs to my ankles. Despite my annoyance at my plan not working goosebumps exploded under his touch. He ran his hands back up my leg, one hand on the outside and one running up the inside. As his hand got higher my breath caught in my throat. He repeated the ... move on the other leg this time going a little slower. I could feel myself getting quite wet as his hand traveled higher and unlike the last time he didn't stop on my thigh. His hand traveled all the way up until his fingers were extremely close to my wet waiting pussy. "Spread them," he said. Smiling to myself I did. The second my legs parted his fingers found me. They slid under my panties and cupping my pussy he said, "You're already wet! You're a dirty girl. Aren't you?" Dying to feel his fingers inside me I answered, "I'll be anything you want me to be." "I want you to be a fucking dirty slut!" he rasped. Clearly his coil had snapped. Looking down at him I replied, "Only if you treat me like one." With that he slid a finger inside me and began probing. His finger moved around in a circular motion that had my hips following it. Placing a second finger in he continued the movement. "Oh fuck, yes!" I said. I was getting so wet and so turned on I began to push back against his hand forcing his fingers deeper inside me. "More!" I begged. Laughing a little he slid a third finger into me and then a fourth. As my pussy clamped and sucked on them he began to finger fuck me, hard. With every push a moan escaped my throat. "Harder!" I demanded. "Fuck, you are a dirty slut!" he said. "Harder!" I all but shouted at him. I was so wet now that he easily built up a good pace and as my hips thrust down against him an orgasm erupted from me. There was no warning, no gentle build, it was ...