“If I do this, you’ll let me go?” I finally ask. “Not bad,” he says, finally standing and pulling his head from the window. xxx “Well, I’m going to have to write you a ticket,” he says, and I can see my driving privileges vanishing before my eyes. My top is still around my waist and he’s fondling my tit again. The top is tight and I have big tits so I have to roll it down around my belly. “You like that, huh?” he asks. It’s not the reply I expected and for a moment I feel off balance. His cock is still hard and poking through my window. “It’s a nice night out,” he says, and he climbs out of the car. ”
“You know you’re not supposed to be driving after ten, right?” he says, shining his light in my face and then
