Marci was heading plate on a beautiful Saturday night from her girl's house. It was around 11:00 at night and she was driving her dad's old'72
Nova which he had passed down to her. She was the only baby of her home, so it was only natural that she was once spoiled in her life.

She was a young Latina woman in her mid-twenties who decided that during her aged year of high-school, she was attracted to woman more so than men. It was her choice of grade, no one made her choose to get it on women over men, and no one forced it upon her. Her kinsfolk accepted and loved her just the way she was, and so they grew to become very fond of her girlfriend, Lily.

Marci was a fairly grandiloquent char who stood at 5'9"and was very curvaceous. She had flawless tanned skin and her sleek raven hair fell just in past her buttocks, which she always kept pinned back in a bun. Her bosom was very total and her bra size was a 36D3, which was successfully restrain hidden underneath her shirts. She had an equally mouthwatering rump, and her drawers never failed to accentuate her round pelvic arch.

Marci's girlfriend Lily was the photograph utter dwell lesson of the"American English Daughter ”. She was a very cunning and petite girl who had strawberry blonde hair and stood at a height of 5'4 ”. She came from a very spectacular and rich background and was born to two successful white-hot parents. Her mother was a real estate agentive role, and her Father owned his own line of work. She met Marci during her start semester at a community college, and the two became inseparable. Lily recently finished her graduate degree of law and was working at an internship at a courthouse in town, while Marci was working at a building job site at near the town's Indian qualification. Her job consisted of helping the people build a better school scheme and home plate for the senior who had become too old to live on their own.

Lily had invited Marci over for a few drinks along with some old champion from their alma mater. They had a skillful time sharing neat food for thought and sound strong drink and eventually as each of their friends left, Lily became even inebriated and steamy by the min. She kept clinging on to Marci the total night, giving her minor osculation here and there, but Marci did not like to engage in any sexual contact when Lily was in this state.

"Come on Marci, just a kiss, please,"exclaimed Lily."No, you know I don't like it when you're wino, get off of me,"Marci protested.

Lily kept tugging at Marci's habiliment, and Marci was finally able-bodied to overpower her, which wasn't very hard to do at any metre, much lupus erythematosus when she was in her drunken stupor.

"Fine you bitch, leave then,"yelled Lily. Marci only rolled her optic, she knew she always acted this way."I'm going dwelling house, see you tomorrow. I still love you,"Marci said as she grabbed her wallet and keys from the board as Lily curled up onto the couch, already dozing off to kip, not hearing her.

As Marci drove the car down the main road, she wasn't paying very much tending to the way she was driving. She wasn't speeding, but she was going super slow down, thirty-five in a 55 range, concentrating on the transmission line in the route. She didn't drink heavily tonight, only two beers, but she did feel a bit lightheaded, nonetheless her mind was in a somewhat clear state.

She was thinking about the way Lily had acted when she saw the blue lighting flashing in her rearview mirror. She felt a tinge of concern shoot through her veins as her breathing heightened, eventually bringing the car to a halt at the side of the road.

She only sat there in her car, scared one-half to death as she kept trying to becalm herself down, she didn't think she had done anything wrong, so why was she being pulled over ?

The policeman opened his door and stepped out, walking over to Marci's window leaning down as she looked towards him, her hands shaky. He seemed to seem to be in his thirties, at to the lowest degree 6'1 ”, light-skinned and had a very broad, muscular breast, which filled out in his uniform nicely. His striking spicy heart iced her over for a mo, as she exhaled nervously.

"Is there a trouble, officer ?,"she asked, her Holy Writ came out broken and fragile. She had already been in trouble with her party boss the past week and she didn't want to get a DUI.

"Ma'am have you been drinking tonight ?,"he asked, his voice deep and smooth almost like satin, it was terrifying.

"Ah, no.. well I only had a few drink at my girl's house earlier,"Marci said. He seemed to be taken aback by this and he only nodded."Well you're driving awfully slow, would you bear in mind opening your threshold for me ? You don't have to stick out up I just need to ask you a few questions."

She nodded, a bit bedevil but she opened the room access widely, pulling her branch out from the car onto the pavement as he moved out the way, his manus resting at his slope. He reached for his handcuff and held them out in front line of her, dangling them in her typeface, almost tauntingly.

"Ma'am I need you to come in with me to the station,"he said as he reached for her carpus. She pulled away from him and glared up at him, unsure of his activity."What are you doing ? You said you had a few dubiousness for me,"she exclaimed.

"well Ma'am you just admitted that you've had a few to drink, and I can't have the physical structure count to increase higher than it already is, can I ? Please fend up for me with your custody behind your back,"he told her. She looked up at him, pleading with him to let her go."No please, you don't understand, I can't get arrested. My boss is already angry with me, and I need the money, please Sir,"she said.

He looked her over and smirked, placing his handlock back around his waist as he stood there with his weapons system crossed."Well honestly, you've only got two choices. We can either shoot a trip down to the station for a little overnight stay, or you can do me a petty party favor ”, he said, insinuating something far more baleful.

"What kind of favor ?,"asked Marci, a bit uneasy from his condescending presence. She just wanted to get home and lay down in bed, she had a svelte headache from her argument with Lily and she was feeling downright exhausted.

He reached out towards her and placed his hand on the back of her neck, resting his hand on her articulatio humeri as he stepped closer to her, closing the large gap between them as he placed his quarter round on her cheek, rubbing it slightly."Well, I haven't had a good spillage in a patch, so why don't you give me a blowjob ?"

She felt her belly turn as he spoke. Was he asking her to do this for him ? Is he mad ? She inhaled deeply and looked up at him."But.. I'm not even straight. Besides, I'm not supposed to touch an officer, right ?,"she said, swallowing hard as she realized that she didn't have a choice.

"Well, I can't really help oneself that only one of us will bask this, can I ? Besides, a back talk is a rima oris ”, he said, squeezing down lightly on the back of her neck as he pushed her brain close to his genitals."Unzip me."

She sighed deeply and reached out, unbuckling his pants as she zipped them down, pulling the easy fabric down below his knees past his mortise joint. She slowly curled her fingers underneath the girdle of his boxers and pulled them down carefully as his expectant phallus slipped out, almost hitting her in the nozzle. Her eye went wide as she stared at the thick dig, the semi-hard member twitching slightly.

She sat there motionless for a few seconds as he pinched her cervix lightly, taunting her."Well, it can't take up itself, can it ? seminal fluid on, it's not really that difficult, just wrap your mitt around the smooth skin of the shaft and spread your mouth."

She nodded and carefully wrapped her bridge player around his phallus, the veiny jibe felt lovesome and unlike in her palm as she leaned forward, slipping out her knife, pressing it against the very tip of his shaft, her eyes shut tightly.

He moaned lightly as he felt her soft lingua graze against his raw tip. His girlfriend hadn't given him head in a patch, and she wasn't putting out for him, so he had been very pent up for a long time. He had caught him a gem tonight, she was a very sexy woman, even for a dike, and he wanted to use every inch of her body. He had already begun to get hard as she exposed his 9"tool.

He reached behind her top dog and pulled the bobby pins from her hairsbreadth, causing her long, gorgeous locks to descend as he snug his fingers into her tomentum gently, massaging her sensitive scalp with his fingertips."Keep going, I want to sense the tip of your stomach."He smirked as she looked up at him timidly.

She felt absolutely disgusting as she opened her lip wider, slipping Sir Thomas More of his rooster interior of her backtalk, her tongue wrapping around his length as she sucked her face in tightly, increasing the rubbing around him. She slowly began bobbing her head back and forth along his length, the ribbon of her handwriting placed against his thighs firmly.

"Fuck baby, are you trusted you're a Lesbian ? ”, he laughed coldly as he slipped more of his peter into her mouth and throat, the tip of his cock bumping against her uvula, causing her to gag slightly.

She breathed in deeply through her nostril instinctively to stave off strangling as he forced to a greater extent of his thick cock into her pharynx, a bit of her saliva dripping down the nook of her mouth and chin as he stood there motionless, letting her figure it out on her own as he struggled to restrain himself from just face fucking her.

He caressed her scalp for a brief present moment, and suddenly forced his stopcock deep into her pharynx for a few second gear, pinching her nose shut. He quickly pulled his throbbing shaft from her backtalk, letting her breathe as the trails of spit dripped from his shaft as she coughed helplessly, gasping for air."Stand up. Now."

She soon regained her air supply and stood up as he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her over to the hood of her car, pushing her back down against it, stepping out of his bottoms."Wait.. what are you going to do ?,"she asked without thinking, as she knew he was going to do whatever he wanted with her.

He ignored her and suddenly grabbed the front of her buttoned top she was wearing and ripped it unresolved, revealing the carefully adorned bandages hiding her breasts."Mm.. why are you hiding those for sister ? It's useless, really ”, he said, reaching in his pouch as he pulled out a knife, unsheathing it.

She looked at the knife and tried to rip away from him, but he held her down, not letting her move at all."halt still, I'm not going to spite you, alright ?"

He slipped the inhuman metal underneath the bandages and cut them off, revealing her large, daily round breasts. He threw the knife down and licked his sass as he reached down to unzip her pants, pulling them down to the primer along with her panty, eyeing her perfectly shaved sex as he did so. A small, trimmed shrub resting along her pubis as he pushed his stifle on either side of her consistence, holding her there as he grabbed his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it down with the other garments.

She looked up at him, and turned away, ashamed as she stood completely naked in strawman of this man, a amount stranger to her. She gasped as she felt him suddenly lift her body up onto the hood, spreading her thigh widely as he spat a tumid gob of spittle into his palm, rubbing it along his cockshaft.

"Wait, wait.. you're not going to use a condom ?,"she asked, unsure of her place at this point."It's not really necessary to use one, you're a carpet muncher after all, I'm sure you're secure,"he said as he tapped the tip of his cock against her clit, feeling the wetness of her puss."Damn young woman, you're soaked. Are you that turned on ?"he laughed.

"No I'm not, it's just my body's reaction.. I guess.."she felt like dying as he discovered her wetness. Her soundbox had betrayed her in her moment of weakness and helplessness. She was unable to ascertain her situation, and her trunk fed itself from this.

He grinned and slipped the first few inches of his member inside of her twat, the compactness of her velvety walls encasing his thick cock as he leaned down, wrapping his tongue around her nipple teasingly."Oh my, you're so fucking tight… dildos are no couple for the real affair I suppose,"he said as he wrapped his mouth around her bosom, flicking her nipple with his tongue.

She leaned her headland back as he slipped himself inside of her, the wetness of her puss dripping out onto her thighs and the car as she moaned helplessly, her thighs clinging tightly behind his rear instinctively.

He slipped More of his prick inside of her toothsome twat as he slowly began thrusting his coxa back and Forth, fucking her slowly as his torso bumped against her clit with each of his movements. Her slit was so blotto, she was clearly using the strap-on with her lady friend, there's no other way she could be this tight, almost virginal.

She moaned as he continued thrusting his stopcock inside of her cunt, her body adjusting itself to his activeness as she could feel herself become close to an orgasm. He teased her by biting down lightly on her teat, tracing his lingua up toward her neck, sucking on the sensible bod. He reveled in her groan, knowing that he was making her smell it as he began to dog pound into her, his balls smacking against her little asshole and his torso bumping against her clitoris, pushing her even closer over the edge.

She wrapped her weapon system around his cervix and pulled him closely to her body as she slowly began to grind her hips against his body, meeting his poke as her kitty suddenly convulsed in its orgasm, her succus spilling out and dripping onto their bodies as she moaned loudly, her body going unbendable beneath his.

He could feel her snatch unsay his cock in a vice-like grasp as she came, which in turn brought on his own orgasm as he struggled to pull out of her twat hesitantly as the first yearn ropes of his ardent jizz shot out onto her belly and breasts, coating her.

She breathed deeply, catching her breath as he pulled his cock from her snatch, her pocket-size kettle of fish making an audible ‘ pop'noise as he did so. She laid there for a little while staring up into the night sky, not realizing that he had already began putting on his apparel. She stood up and climbed off the car, reaching down to peck up her clothing.

He finished himself and handed her a small business card, which had the logo of the local law place on the strawman and a telephone number on the back of it."If you have any hassle just give me a Call, or even if you feel like you can drive home tipsy again."He laughed and walked away, getting in his car as she put on her clothes, driving off into the aloofness.

Marci finally got home and showered, laying down into the bed as she sighed helplessly, staring up at her ceiling as she began thinking out loud to herself."He basically assaulted me, but then again, he didn't, did he ?"

She lifted the minor business card from her nightstand and stared at it for a few bit, smiling as she drifted off to log Z's .