.. We got such a shock that we both hurriedly got back on the motorcycle and rode away quicklyWhen we got home, Rani was shaking and warned me to neve... take such a risk again. The motor cycle seat had a wet patch on it where Rani had been sitting. My munni (baby juice) had leaked out of her choot, through her shalwar and panties. She wiped it with the end of her dupatta (long neck scarf). She had then gasped and looking quickly to see if anyone was watching, told me to zip my trousers up. In my. I looked her in the eyes as I slid my hand on top of her throat, checking if this would freak her out. In answer, she pressed her hand on top of mine, essentially choking herself. At that point, I thought it was safe to assume she was on board, so I pushed down into her throat, depriving her of any air flow. This was when things got really wild. She struggled underneath me, scratching me, grabbing at my hands, her chest heaving in desperation for air to breathe, but whenever I let off, fearing. Pushing in a second to stretch her a little wider, she ran her fingers through his hair as he explored deeper, and it was then she began to sing her song of pleasure, of longing, of lust and of desire, Lifting himself up, he lifted himself back upon her, he looked deep into her eyes as his manhood brushed her vagina, she took him in her arms, she pulled him in closer, she wanted him deep inside her. And with a reach down he guided himself in, his hardness stretching her, her wetness flowing,. Trotzdem, der Gedanke, diese Polizistin zu vergewaltigen, erregt mich. Ich bremse langsam ab und wende den Wagen. Diese Polizistin zieht mich magisch an. Langsam nähere ich mich der Stelle, an der der Streifenwagen eben geparkt hat. Schon von weitem sehe ich, dass er immer noch an der gleichen Stelle steht. Etwa 150 m vor dem Streifenwagen biege ich auch in einen Waldweg ab und stelle den Motor ab. Ich hole meine Digicam mit dem Zoom-Objektiv aus dem Kofferraum und nähere mich vorsichtig dem.