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The Dance
Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: partygirl20, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories
up and placed her pants back on. She must have known what he was thinking. "You better not come until you've gotten permission from Officer Sarah." She smiled, knowing it was difficult for him to hold it in. "Can I come?" He begged while pumping slowly. She shook her head. "Ask nicely." "Can I come, please?" He prayed this was it. He didn't dare stop, but he needed a release. She stood in front of him, smiled and reached into her pants. She was sticking her fingers in her pussy, he knew. He watched as she pulled them out and brought them to his nose. He inhaled the sweet smell and longed to taste it. "What's my name? You forgot my name." She smiled again and then step back. He gave it one more try, knowing he'd spew either way, hoping he wouldn't get the night stick. "May I come now, please, Officer Sarah?" She was still smiling when she answered. "You may come, but only on yourself. Don't spill a drop or you'll get the stick." She leaned in to get the stick and then backed up to watch him. With one final stroke he began spewing like an erupting volcano, his come all over his hand and his lap. His eyes were closed as he finished, but now he opened them to see what he had done. He made a mess. What would Officer Sarah do? He looked up. She was gone.