Lori 844 332 2639 x 352
I borrowed my husband’s Suburban to pick up a mattress I ordered from the store. I decided to save on delivery charges and pick it up myself. The store would load it and the husband and sons would unload it when I got home. I had it all figured out.
Everything went well at the store and I was feeling pretty good about getting home and getting it set up.
Suddenly I heard some sirens behind me; what? I pulled to the side of the road thinking the officer may be wanting to pass. He pulled in behind me.
A Stollen One?
The officer came up to the window asking for the usual; driver’s licenses, registration, and insurance. I gave him driver licenses; telling him I had no idea where the registration nor insurance paperwork was. He looked at me with a very blank stare and said he’d have to have them. Now what? He backed up and started looking at the Suburban; saying something about there was a report of a stolen one. I assured him this was my husband’s.
Take You To Jail
He asked me to step out of the auto. What? After protesting to no avail I stepped out. He walked me back to the rear and asked me to open the doors. What? Enough is enough; I told him I there was nothing in the back to concern him with and I was leaving. He took me by the arm and sternly told me: You have nothing telling me this is your automobile. You have no insurance card. Ms. Charms, I can take you to jail. What?
Lady Of The Night
I opened the back of the suburban. He gestured for me to get into the back and followed. He looked around and wanted to know why there was a mattress there. I tried to explain but he had nothing to do with it, suggesting I may be a “lady of the night”. What? He moved toward me and I moved back, soon I was touching the side of the auto.
Going To My Knees
Pressing more, I felt his hands on my thighs, working up under my skirt while pressing his body against mine and I knew what was coming. He took my hand and put it on the dick plack of his uniform. He told me I knew what to do if I didn’t want to go to jail. Oh yeah, I know what to do. Fondling his dick; going to my knees and taking it in my mouth. He leaned down so he could watch as his dick slid in and out of my mouth. Now I was in charge.
Lori 844 332 2639 x 352
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