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Dear ladyfire, 
I have always heard people joke about doing law officers to get out of trouble and the idea really rouses my curiosity.

I am driving in my brand new Chevy Camaro, going like 85 mph. The sunroof is opened and the tunes are blasting away. I look in my rear view mirror to see a highway patrol officer behind me his lights and siren blaring. I pull to the side of the road, turn off my ignition and grab my license and registration. I look up to see an officer asking me for the before mentioned articles. 

As I hand over the license…I notice that the good- looking cop is looking down my shirt, stealing a glance at my now heaving cleavage. (My breasts are pretty impressive!) He starts in on why he pulled me over and gives me quite a long-winded lecture for such a young man. I again notice that he can't take his eyes off of my breasts and has to struggle to keep his eyes on mine. I smile a sly smile of acknowledgement that "I know what you're looking at!" and he starts to turn a bit red in the face. He continues with his lecture of how dangerous my driving was and he had to give me a ticket. 

I give him a little pout and tell him some sob story of how I am short on money..that kind of thing. He returns to his car and comes back with the ticket for me to sign. As he hands the clipboard through the window I stroke his young policeman hand while batting my eyelashes and ask him ever so sweetly if there is anything I can do to avoid having to pay such an expensive fine! He is blushing again and I can see from how he is checking me out again that he has the same thing in mind. He smiles and says, "I do know of one thing that could help me forget your dangerous driving violation!" 

I smile and pat the seat cushion next to me, motioning him to join me. He looks around and since we are on a seldom-traveled road quickly makes his way to the passenger door and jumps in next to me. "Sir, I noticed you are fond of my cleavage, would you like to see more?" I slowly pull my top up over my breasts and unsnap my bra. My bosom springs forth in all its bounty and the officer's eyes shine brighter than his high beams! I lean over to him and place his hands on either side, encouraging him to reach out and touch them. Taking a deep breath, he unbuckles my seat belt while I unbuckle his official belt buckle. As he is playing with my ta tas I pull out his enormous night stick, now I'm the one to be blown away, I can barely get my hand around him. 

"I see you like to live dangerously Miss Smith, That thing is cocked and loaded, be careful." My panties are to the soaking point as I play with his big gun. I see he is no Rookie as he pulls an extra large condom out and asks me to slide it over his shaft. He then asks me to step outside of the car and orders me to place both hands on the hood of the car. I giggle and here him laugh in return. I crane my head around to see him fully erect, pants down around his ankles. He pulls my dress over my bottom and reaches for my wet panties. He gently teases and rubs me until I begin to beg for mercy. 

When I think I can stand no more, he works that big gun into my holster, slowly at first then plunges repeatedly until we have the car rocking and squeaking in rhythm to our cries of ecstasy. My legs are so wobbly I fear I'll collapse right there in the dirt, but my officer holds onto me, turns me around and lifts me up onto the hood of the patrol car. He kisses me so tenderly that I almost forget that I'm out there in broad daylight with a stranger. We button up and he hands me his card, asks me for my phone number and kisses me again! Oo la la