Young Harriet Humper gunned the engine of her 2000 Camaro and pushed the accelerator to the floor as the engine roared with all the horsepower lying beneath the hood. The steering wheel vibrated slightly and Harriet's gargantuan breasts jiggled and bounced as she took the speed of the vehicle past 90 MPH. It was with horror that she suddenly heard the sound of a siren resounding in her ears. In no time, her car was pulled to the side of the road and a police officer was asking for her license and registration.
"Do you know how fast you were going?" the officer asked in an irritated voice that conveyed his aggravation at her excessive exceeding of the speed limit.
"No, sir," Harriet breathed in a childish, but husky Marilyn Monroe voice that oozed with sensuality as she undid one of the buttons of her blouse to allow the cop to check out her substantial cleavage. "I think I may have been speeding. I'm sorry to trouble you this way."
"Speeding is an understatement," the officer replied, his eyes dropping to survey the swells of her tits that squeezed from the top of her yellow blouse. "I clocked you at 90 miles an hour. That's reckless driving."
"Oh, gee!" Harriet groaned in a parody of a 1950s teeny bopper as her hands softly pressed her twin titans together. "Was it that fast? Gosh, I'm sorry, officer. Isn't there some way to make this up?"
"A ticket is the way you are making this up, young lady," the officer retorted with widening eyes as he watched the teenager play with her big fucking boobies that were threatening to burst out of the tight top. "People going this fast sometimes end up spending a couple days in jail."
"No!" Harriet shrieked with phony horror plastered on her face as she took a look at the officer's groin with hunger and longing, wanting to jerk down this fucker's zipper. "Let me make it up to you."
The officer adjusted his collar and looked into her beautiful, sparkling eyes. Then he returned the smile that she gave him and Harriet knew that she was starting to break down this official's defenses. Her charms were myriad and always efficacious and were guaranteed to assuage any man's hardness, that is except for the hardness in his pants. Harriet was about to make her move on this cop in a jiffy.
"Are you trying to bribe me?" the officer asked with surprise tinging his voice.
"Maybe," Harriet cooed with a naughty grin on her face as her right hand reached out in a flash and grabbed his crotch and squeezed it. "How do you like that, Mr. Law And Order?"
"Mmmmmmmmmm! Not bad!" he moaned loudly as the traffic whizzed past them so fast that it was barely able to be seen with any detail. "I do believe that you are trying to get out of this ticket."
"Am I succeeding?" Harriet asked him as she slowly slid down the fly of his uniform slacks and reached inside the opening. "By the way, what's your name?"
"You're succeeding admirably," he replied as Harriet's greedy and childish looking hands found the trunk of his penis and slid it toward his open fly. "My name is Dick. I'm officer Dick Cummings."
"And your name fits you to a tee!" Harriet exclaimed as she pulled his dick out of his fly, his dick that was already full of blood and in her estimate, about eight and a half inches long. "What a big fucking wee wee!"
"Well, you've got some big things there that I would like to check out too," Dick replied as his hand reached through the window of the vehicle and grabbed her left tittie while his other hand undid the buttons of her blouse. "I just thought of something. Are you Hilda Humper's daughter?"
"Sure am, Big Dick," Harriet replied as she giggled and toyed with his hard pecker that was so thick that she couldn't get her hand around it. "I have a good friend named Missy Cummings who is on the cheerleading squad with me at school. Are you related to her?"
"Related to her?" Officer Cummings said with a loud voice. "She's my daughter."
"Oh, cool!" Harriet giggled as her pinky finger touched the pee hole at the tip of Dick's long and sausage-thick wee wee and lingered in the cleft at the same time that both of his hands greedily kneaded her bulging breasts that hung like twin towers out of her blouse that by this point was opened all the way down the front. "It's nice to meet you. Tee hee!"
"Nice to meet some of my daughter's friends," Mr. Cummings said through a deep breath as Harriet leaned through her window and licked at the tip of his erection. "Aaahhh! Especially when they have titties as big as yours are! Mmmmmm! That feels good, little girl! Don't stop! Don't stop! Oh, fucking holy shit!"
"I've got to stop," Harriet said as she slid his saliva-soaked penis out of her mouth. "We're out on the side of a main highway. We need to find a better place to continue this 'police matter'. Tee hee hee! It's such a small world. Just today Missy and I were sucking all the football players' wee wees and tonight here I am having Missy's father playing with my big boom booms and me tasting his pee wee on the main highway. Ain't life funny?"
"Sure is," Dick agreed as his hands squeezed her buxom titties and his fingers closed around the excess of tit flesh that flowed out of her unbuttoned top. "But honestly, you aren't the first of Missy's cheerleader friends that I have fooled around with. She had a sleepover once with about five of her cheerleader friends staying the night. This was before I divorced her mother. Mrs. Cummings was out of town that weekend and two of them spent the night in our bedroom. Let's just say that we didn't do a lot of sleeping that night, but I sure had them cheering. Holy shit, girl! I can't keep my hands off of these titties of yours! But you are right. We better get off of the road. Come on back to the car and we will get in the back seat behind the cage."
"Okay," Harriet agreed, her titties bouncing and her blonde hair blowing as they headed to the squad car, whose lights were still flashing against the backdrop of the black night. "Tee hee! I support my local police. Hee hee hee hee! And they take the cost of my ticket out of me in trade!"
Dick Cummings' pecker still jutted out of his fly opening and he was too starry-eyed and tittie-crazy to even notice it. He just wanted to get his cock into this hot little piece of ass. Ol' Dicky needed some pussy after the hellacious night on the job that he had had.