The next morning on our hike, Tyler was less than impressed with my story. ‘Wait, so Manderella came running up to your car with a shoe in his hand ...nd somehow this is endearing instead of a sign of total pathetic absence of game? No wonder you don’t want me, Princess, I could never be that lame.’ ‘Don’t call him that,’ I snipped before I had the chance to think better of it. There was no surer way to ensure that Tyler called him nothing but Manderella than telling him not to. ‘So you gave. I want us to be together. Please, make love to me, right now.” With that said, she propped herself on the couch on her knees, her plump breasts mere inches from my face. She lifted her shirt up slightly, took my left hand and placed it between her legs. I knew instantly that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her pussy was so warm and dripping with her wetness. Instinctively, my middle two fingers slid inside her while my thumb gently stroked her clitoris. Her vaginal muscles clamped around. May I see your license and proof of insurance?”“Happy to”, I said. “My license is in my wallet in my back right pocket. Insurance is in the console in the car.”“Go ahead”, she said. So I pulled out my wallet and handed her my license. As I turned to get the other stuff, I saw cop #2 pawing through the glove box.“What do you think you doing?” I asked.“Just taking a look”, said #2.“Not without permission or probable cause, neither one of which you have. So just get your hand out and off of my. All I knew, I was enjoying the way she rode me and the pleasure we were both deriving would soon culminate with me flooding her arse with my come. I had no clear idea of how far or close she was to climaxing, but I did my utmost to push her as close as possible as quickly as possible by crushing her clit with my thumb and finger fucking her vagina. Her head lulled between her arms; her palms flat on my hips as she breathlessly pumped her arse onto my cock. “Oh…Ray… I can feel the thickness of.