I started rubbing my pussy thinking about a cop pulling me over. I would move one of the thin straps off of my shoulder exposing my nipple a little. H... would look in the car and pretend not to notice. "Miss," he would say. "Do you know how fast you were going?" Umm honestly officer," I would answer. "Not really. I was kind of distracted." By what miss?" he would ask."My fingers in my pussy," I would say and show him my glistening wet fingers. "But I wish I had something much bigger inside of. How long before they come looking for her and the old man, you think?" Probably riding this far out into the hills, not before tomorrow afternoon. We could use her tonight and be out of the country before then. Kill them both before we leave. What about the kid?" They were talking as if I was no-account. "He can have some after we git done and then we'll make sure he is the one to shoot them."They turned and looked at me. They should have been paying attention to me before they started talking.. My chest rising and falling, my mouth wide open, my whole body much more relaxed. He grinned again. I didn’t grin back. I wanted more. “Fuck me.” “Next time.” “Please. I don’t care about anything else.” It was true. I didn’t care about the consequences. I just wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted to make him cum. “Trust me I want to, but we can’t.” I didn’t want to take his answer, but I knew he was right. I sat up and stroked his cock. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone. I had two offers now, both about the same amounts, and just had to make up my mind which one to take. My girlfriend was living in a house with a couple other girls and just finishing her undergrad degree. We had met at a Christmas party at a friend’s house near where we lived. We grew up in small towns only a few miles from each other in southern Illinois, and I was slightly older, but we hit it off after we talked about us both being at Illinois. After about a month together, we had been.