1. Pakistan Jail


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    slender small frame. Her breasts are ready to leap out of the damn thing. I lick my lips as my gaze travels downward. The edge of her dress barely covers her firm, round ass, and my eyes linger on it as she vibrantly moves about the small room. Obviously, she's left her panties at home, I think to myself, as I see no visible trace of a panty line. It makes my cock harden. " I was leaving a party. I was heading home and yes... I-I've had a couple of drinks, but that's it!" She huffs, abruptly stopping to stare at me. She eyes me up and down, as if acknowledging me for the first time. I jot down a few notes, then stands and walk toward her. Before I can say anything, Kareena steps forward and coyly slides her right hand up and down my arm, caressing it gently. She doesn't care that the other officers are in the room. Her bold mood surprises me and I glance over at guards. " Gentlemen, you can go. I'll... interrogate this girl on my own." Without turning to watch, Kareena hears the men exit the room. Her eyes drift from my chest, down to my abs and she purses her lips. I have a well-defined frame. I'm the only American man at the police station. Not only that, I tower over her small size. She finds it appealing yet intimidating. As our eyes meet, she notices light flecks of gold in my green eyes. " Please, officer, let me go..." She says, quietly. Her voice is harmonizing like a siren's song and her whole demeanor has suddenly transformed. " Really, officer, those kids ran ...
    into the street, and I swerved to miss them." she pleads, biting her bottom lip while leaning into my body. She does not want to be locked up here all night, and she'll do whatever needs to be done to leave. Kareena prides herself on being a flirt and a temptress. I'm a man and she knows just how to deal with them. She covers her hand over mine and slowly guide it to her ass, placing it on her plump flesh. She digs her fingers into the back of my hand, making me squeeze her ass. Tilting her head, she gazes up at me innocently with her big eyes. I allow my hand to rest there, memorizing the smooth curve of her ass. Damn, it's so nice and firm. It perfectly molds to my hand. Indulging, I press my fingertips into the indentation between her cheeks and slowly pet her there. God, my hard cock is being strangled in the confines of my slacks. I look down at her noticing a sly, triumphant smile on her face. Suddenly, I jerk away and tightly grip her by the wrist. " Sorry, little slut but you're flirting and teasing isn't going to get you out of this," I answer harshly, my eyes growing cold. How could I let myself become her prey? Furious, not only because she won't be going to the home, but also because I rejected her ploy, she lunges at me. She claws my arms with her neatly manicured nails, before curling her hands into tiny fists and pounding relentlessly against my chest. " You know, young lady, I can have arrested right now for assaulting me," I remark with an amused smile playing ...
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