I reached up to the radar unit on the dash and punched the activate button. The numbers on the display flickered for a moment, and then froze. Eighty-...even in a sixty-five.The vehicle was only fifty feet away when I snapped the cruiser's lights on and braked heavily. I caught a glimpse of the driver: female, red hair, apparently alone. I twisted the wheel as my Crown Vic slowed to forty miles per hour. Tires squealing, the heavy car obeyed my inputs and went first onto the right shoulder, then. She loved that feeling, knowing any second her hole would be filled with a hot cock.As one huge cock slowly entered her pussy, she sucked harder on the cock in her mouth. Dorothy could feel her pleasure building with each extra inch that forced her womb to open. Halfway in, she felt him stop, but before she could voice her protest, the guy behind rammed the remainder of his cock all the way into her.Dorothy jolted forward with some force whilst grabbing hold of the cock in her mouth as it fell. It would be nice to see him at my mercy. I had begun licking my lips in anticipation for the next day when I came out of a blonde stupor. Why wait for tomorrow, I could have him right now. Turning off the shower, I lightly toweled myself off. Leaving the restroom naked, I went in search of my slut. He was in my mother’s room, changing when I found him. Standing in the doorway, I watched as he discarded his soiled clothing. He began rummaging through my mother’s night draw for something else to. I hadn't planned on looking like a girl. How wasI going to explain this to my co-workers? I was even tempted to quit my jobjust so I wouldn't have to face the embarrassment. But I knew that I had toget back to work after having missed the last few weeks. I decided I wouldtalk as low as I could while at work, and hoped that I would be able to getby. It turned out that people did end up staring at me, but at least nobodycame right out and accused me of looking like a girl.It had been a while, but.