The following tarradiddle is Fictional

it was just supposed to be one coming together and done, at least that 's what they told me last night. `` nooky ITS 9AM. '' I roll over
almost falling out of my bed, frantically trying to locate my skid, moving box after box, `` They have to be here somewhere. ''
Tissue paper is now covering the trading floor of my tiny flat, pulling the terminal box out and hoping they are `` Wearable '' hound.
throwing the bright red `` Sex heels '' on as I stumble to the kitchen. `` deep brown, I need Coffee. '' trying to get everything done
in a promptly manner is quite hard if you are n't used to it.
My alarm is still screaming as I wander around getting dressed, flying as fast as I can in the six inch heels, pulling
the number one dress I have off the rack and slipping it on. `` ah, Black was n't the best pick for a meeting but I guess it 's
gon na have to figure out today. '' soon enough grabbing my burnt umber off the return in a to-go tumblr mug I bought back home when I still lived with my parents, `` Ah ... Coffee.. '' I almost moan taking the get-go sip, I glance down at my watch.. '' 9:30 ? ? '' I try and debauched walk in heels to the elevator, `` I swear to god.. '' I whine finally reaching the lift with a brightly Stanford White
'' Out Of monastic order '' logo pasted on it. `` Christ fuck. '' turning trying to witness the closest stairwell ... '' This will have to do. '' gripping the railing as I slowly ill-treat down onto the commencement metal step, six stories up you 'd reckon they 'd make better stairs. Gripping for costly aliveness I almost fall a dyad times, not to refer the gust of wind flashing my burnished red panty under my frock for all below to see. Trying to hold my dame and the rail along with my coffee is a challenge.

almost falling off the last step I stumble to my car, digging my keys out of my purse and unlocking my car as flying as I can, `` Now, where to. '' I tap the wheel, at this point pulling up my GPS to go into the place my new Bos emailed me. `` hmm. Pete 's bar.. '' I slowly flavour at the bill of fare, since i 'm for certain it 's one of the odd confluence where we all eat in-front of each other.

inputting the odd location, letting the GPS the boot up, I pull out of my spot and start on my way. Not paying attention to anything but street visible light and stop visible radiation, I had seat to be and I do n't require to be more late than I already am.

'' okay, I 've only got about five Roman mile to go.. '' I nod in approval, `` I can do this. '' I chant at the top of my lungs. Then it happens, red and blue light with a loud as perdition siren. `` No no no.. '' I look into my rise up panorama mirror almost pulling my steering pedal off the hinge. `` I ca n't, I do n't receive time for this. '' he flags me to extract over and I do so, pulling into a sleazy gas post parking lot. Tapping my foot on the floor board to avoid speeding off.

I hear a tap on my window, looking over ... '' do you have a go at it what im pulling you over for ? '' I roll the tinted chalk down, `` Say it again ? '' He swallows.. '' Do you know why I pulled you over today ? '' I smile, kinda nervous..my lipstick slightly smudging while I rub my mouth together.. '' I can explain.. '' I say..he chuckles. `` get out of the car, '' I raise an eyebrow, `` Excuse me ? '' he laughs a minuscule louder now, it 's deep and I hate to admit it, but it 's turning me on. I open my doorway and let him direct me to where I need to be, `` Against the car madam. '' he applies pressure to my cover, placing me on the hood of his team car. `` Am I gon na get a ticket. '' I say turning burnished red..feeling the breeze that you only finger when your attire is riding up. `` No, I do n't cogitate so ... '' he begins to pat me down, `` Searching me '' hands wrapper around my hips then I feel a slight sting on my ass, `` Did you just.. '' I gasp almost moaning, it 's 10am and traffic is rapid by this hour, `` Mhm. '' he clips a pair of handcuffs onto my hands, pulling me by the wrists to the backseat ... My trunk hot and lowering by now. `` Now what i need you to do is quiz the deal cuff. '' he whispers in my ear ... '' How.. '' I breath back. `` Like this.. '' I feel him pull my wrists apart until the chain is straight. `` I bite my lip, my mammilla hard and showing through my short Black apparel, `` What 's the occasion for the place ? '' he rubs up and down my legs, `` They are for work.. '' he parts my legs rubbing my panties in soft circle ... '' Oh..mmm.. '' I region my legs for him, even bending a knee and letting him hike up my dress up.

The fact is, I 've never had kinky confrontation, and this one had my mind and body running hot and wild, leaning down I watch him as his teeth and rim wrap around the small bow on my bright red panties, the ones that match my blackguard, as I ca n't do anything, my hands are tied. `` Please ... '' I beg. he gives in and scratch to lick slowly over my folds, sucking my clitoris softly as I forget about the meeting entirely, `` the hand turnup, take them off ... '' I moan, his cat valium eyes look up into mine.. '' mmm, not today Ma'am. '' he smirks making my consistency melt. `` I ca n't deliver the favour if I 'm hand cuff'ed. '' I say shyly. he pulls up from his `` meal. '' wiping his rima oris, `` sure enough you can. '' I watch him stand up and draw out his monumental cock, I inch to the sharpness of the car, my cad outside on the concrete. `` Ahh.. '' I say opening my sassing, `` Ah, is right.. '' He rolls his throbbing cock over my rosy painted lips. Big eyes looking up at him, tasting his cum for the first time.. '' Mm ... '' soon enough i 'm really into it, I start giving him head ... his hands wrapped in my hair, pulling it as I suck and He pushes down, making his stallion duration fill my throat. `` Mghrm '' I moan as I start to gag, slowly feeling my eyes water, he holds it there.. '' Mmm ... commodity girl..that 's it. `` pulling out I cough and smile up at him, loving the taste of his cock. His hands rub in the warm sweat and spittle that drips off his shaft. `` Lay back now, '' I do as i 'm told and lay back on the backbreaking not even real `` can '' of the back seat. Suddenly my trunk is bare, I hear a tear. `` You do n't involve those anymore.. ``
His rooster rubs at my entrance slowly, teasing me ... '' Mm ... Biting my lip and looking him in the eyes.. '' I want it.. '' He teases me even more, `` tell me how bad. '' Leaning my mind against the other door, taking up the stallion back seat as my blackguard are up in the air ... '' set up ? '' he says, thinking I have time to cook myself before he pushes in to me, I am very haywire, His hips thrust up and I am filled to the lip in no time, I buck my articulatio coxae ... '' Oh fuck yes.. '' Oddly enough the script handcuff make it so a lot hotter, the fact I ca n't control anything makes me wet beyond hangout, I feel the smooth moving ridge of sex fill my body, moaning and panting as we fuck. He speeds up and drag my hair, `` God you 're so lie with tight. '' he moans into my backtalk, I pull away to conduct a nimble breath and he takes it as an invite for another candy kiss, sucking my lip and then my tongue, `` mmmm.. '' the windows steam up and I start to express my feelings vocally, louder and unsportsmanlike than before ... '' Give it to me, fuck yes ... Fuck.. '' His trunk now in the car with me, I wrap my legs around his hips as he pulls the Handcuffs off, wrapping my branch around his hips..my knees on each side of his lap as I slowly lower myself back onto his cock.

His custody cover my ass, squeezing my seat as I start to slowly drive him, my bounder barely having enough way to keep them on, As I grip his neck and pull out him back into a kiss.. '' mmm, god damn.. '' he moans as he leans back against the rump, I keep working his pecker, rolling my hips and letting him watch out my chest bounce. `` I 'm gon na .. '' he moans, before I know it my pussy is full of affectionate sticky cum, we collect ourselves..breathing heavy he gets out of the rear before I do, adjusting his trousers and then his belt.. '' fountainhead it 's your favourable day, `` he smirks ... '' I pull my dress down and fix my make up with my fingers.. '' Oh really now ? '' I wiggle my ass for him, teasingly. He winks and hands me his card with him phone bit on it, on the back it says `` Take this as a warning.. '' and I wave, feeling cum dripping down my pegleg as I get back into my car watching him pull off and tug away..Now I 'm late for my meeting, `` Hmm.. '' I sit there smiling, `` surmisal I have to go, right ? '' I pull out of the gas station and head to the restaurant hoping i 'm not A-one late for my get together, but then again.. I do n't care..


THE END.

This was kinda just a off the top of my principal, spur of the moment, this would be hot kinda thing ? Bob Hope you all enjoy it .