They remove my shirt and Betsey stands behind me, pushes her groin into the back of my head and giggles, once again girlish, then pulls my hand down, clicks the handcuffs behind my back. Sam kept smoothly stroking my shaft, sliding the skin back and forth the small amount it’s tightness would allow. XXNX Sam let go and stepped to the side, regripped and stroked steadily. “UNGGGGGG!!!!!”
She collapses back onto the table, the baton clatters to the floor. “You’re going to jail!”
“Put your hands behind your back”
I felt handcuffs. There was giggling. “Sir, did you know you were speeding?”
“No Officer, I thought I was alright.”
“No, you were definitely speeding.”
“If you say so sir, er, Mam…”
“You can call me Officer Sassy and this is Officer Bootsey” I saw Betsy smirk a little, standing behind Sam and holding the big flashlight on me, in my eyes, on my
