Fuck! I was back up to 80 (130 km/h) again. Man, I am so busted. I pulled over and stopped on the side of US-34 and continued the narrative in my head... How fucking much is this going to cost? I wonder if I can talk my way out of it? Maybe if it’s a guy? Should I maybe undo a button or two, to show some cleavage? Fuck! I’m wearing a t-shirt! Dammit! Stay calm. Smile. Oh, I need my license and stuff! Shit, where is my purse! Oh, Yeah. Floor. I glanced up and see the policeman get out of his. I take time to blow out my hair and put it in a high pony, I do my makeupand feel someone come up behind me and grind into my ass.Val hugs me from behind and kisses my neck and cups my chest. Wow I lovethis feeling I blurt out.I will make you some lunch sexy, I say.I make a nice lunch that we enjoy together after Val showers and dresses.She sits across from me in cut-off jeans and a sports bra, no makeup andhair piled on top of her head in a messy bun. Wow, wow, wow I say tomyself, what natural. This guy, I never even got his name, already had his pants opened, his black dick out and was eagerly in position waiting for my drooling mouth to do its nasty work. With a one, two, three, I engulfed his large cock with my salivating mouth like I would eating a banana.Within moments, this guy was moaning and thrusting his hips upward trying to get every inch of his black cock into my hungry mouth. All this while my wife was watching us by peering over the front seat. At that same time she had. ” Beth was shaking now as she turned around to see the tiger awake. It looked hungry, but it first turned its attention to the bucket of meat she had placed beside him. This gave her some time to try and figure out how to get the hell out of here. She could hear how viciously the tiger was eating the meat, gulping pounds at a time. If only she'd fed him earlier he wouldn't be as hungry and if the tiger was satisfied eating those flimsy steaks, there’s no telling how much he would enjoy eating.