So I rolled the window down, what else could I do?"Evening there Miss, I got a report of an abandoned vehicle from a trucker, I was just coming to che...k it out. Is everything all right?" Oh, oh, uh just fine officer, thanks." I could see him eyeballing me, and it made me very nervous. And by the way he was looking I don't think he was just looking to see why I was so bothered. "Could you step out of the car miss, and take out your license and registration." He then stepped back to allow me. I noticed there were a few more people here than normal. So I had my head looking downwards, when a stranger interrupted me and helped me spot my lifts. He was one of those gym junkies and was built like a brick shit-house, which made me feel intimidated just by his physique. He was like a “Brock Lesnar” or a “Roman Reigns”, and I was like a cruiserweight. He was like an orc at 6’5 to my modest 5’8.So here I was pumping weights, probably pumping a bit too much above my weight maximum than I. I went around behind her.“Lift your arms, please,” I said, as professionally as I could.She did, and I reached around under them, starting on her stomach.She hissed, and leaned back against me. I stroked her abdomen, my hands going in circles to cover her well. I wasn’t aware there are millions of nerves there, associated with her ovaries, which are connected to her other sexual organs which were currently protected by her panties. I pulled my hands around to do her sides and armpits. She. The hands are on her thighs, now, then one slides inside the leg of her panties... Her cuntlips are moist, an inevitable result of having her tits felt and fondled by more than a dozen hands, and she sobs with shame and humiliation as an excited voice says her cunt is wet. She feels a finger slide inside her, and she gasps as it touches her g-spot.Then her panties are dragged down and her legs are pulled apart, exposing her moist cunt. Maria is sobbing, now, bent back over the desk, as fingers.