1. Spanked


    Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: Mdluv, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    In some areas, speeding is more frowned upon than others... The road gently curved to the right, a long ribbon of black-grey asphalt twisting through the big trees. Bored already--the thought of another visit to her Grandmother’s wasn’t a good one--she turned up the radio. It was a long drive. She rubbed herself on the outside of her jeans, teasing herself, to help with the boredom. The hood of a white car flashed by, most of the car hidden in the trees. She didn’t think about it, until she saw the car pull out behind her. Her stomach dropped. Was it a cop? Crap. She couldn’t afford another ticket. This one might cost her her license, and she couldn’t live without it. A flicker of blue and red filled the rear view mirror. Crap crap crap crap. Her heart in the back of her throat, she slowed the car and pulled over to the side of the road. She hoped he’d go around her but knew he wouldn’t. Crap. He slowed, pulling over behind her. Seeing a little dirt road just ahead, she turned onto it. After maybe forty feet, she stopped and turned off the car. The tiny dirt road disappeared into the weeds and trees not twenty feet in front of her--it looked like it hadn’t been used in years. The white and green police car pulled up behind her, the lights still flickering. She closed her eyes, breathing deep. I can handle this. I’ve talked my way out of so many before. Seeing him climb out of the police car, she bit her lip as a little zing went through her body. He was tall, with nice ...
    shoulders and a flat stomach. A chiseled face carried a day or two of scruff. He carefully put on his hat, covering most of his dark, short hair in the process. She had a thing for uniforms. Wanting him to see her chest, she unbuttoned her blouse further. This is going to be easy, she thought. Just a country bumpkin of a cop. He’d forget about the ticket and smile about it later. His knuckles tapped on her window. She lowered it. In her best, sweet voice, and with a big smile, she said, “Hi, officer. Was I doing something wrong?” “Yes, ma’am, you were speeding. Rather excessively, too. Didn’t you see the 45 sign back there?” His words conveyed his tight anger. Uh oh. “No, sir, I’m sorry, I didn’t.” She arched her back, so he could see her sweet cleavage. Impossibly, he ignored it. “There’s a high school up ahead. It’s not a safe place to exceed the speed limit.” “I’m...I’m sorry, officer.” “You should be. License and registration, please.” She dug into her glove box, searching for it. She could feel his impatience rising. Finally she found her registration, and handed it to him with her license. Without a word, he walked back to his car, his boots crunching in the gravel. She waited, heart pounding. Would all her tickets show up on his computer? Thank God she’d talked her way out of at least three. And that one cop, well it had taken a bit more than talking, but it was still a ticket she didn’t get. Hmm, maybe I should offer that to him. After a forever, he climbed out of his car ...
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