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Never Stop
Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: botbot, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
The roar of the engine, the squeal of tires, the wailing of cop sirens and the rhythmic sloshing and sucking of a fucking wild girl deep-throating his cock was almost sending his brain into sensory overdrive. He had just robbed a bank, no one was injured, always a plus, and as he was running down the street in a well-tailored navy blue suit, purchased by his last heist, he had the strange feeling that this was not going to go off without a hitch; he just didn’t realize what would constitute a hitch. He got into the stolen black Challenger, peeled away his ski mask and put the car into gear, flying away. He was soon spotted and with that put his racing skills, learned from his days on the track, into use. The cop chasing him wasn’t up to his skills but wasn’t a slouch either and he knew that more would soon follow. He turned on the radio, which always helped to focus his attentions, and the sounds of hard 70’s rock dove out of the speakers. It was then, over the rhythmic cords of Heart’s Barracuda, that he heard her voice, “Slow the fuck down, you maniac!” He turned around, his heart in his chest, and stared blankly at the woman behind him while nearly going off the street. “What the fuck! Who the hell are you?!” She looked back at the approaching prowler’s colored lights and replied, “Does it really matter right now? I think your only question should be how the fuck are you going to pull this off? You’re in a little bit of trouble.” He cut a corner hard, the car shifting ...