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Bypassing North Carolina (M+/F, gb, rp)
By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
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Erica was excited to be driving to Florida to join her
family. She was exhausted after completing finals at
Boston University and look forward to a relaxing break
on the beaches of Daytona. Erica grew up in Boston, but
after she her first two years in college, her family
moved to Florida. Erica was okay with the move since it
gave her a place to spend her breaks. She would hop on
interstate 95 and be in Florida in just a few hours.
When not studying, She decided to start running and
working out to tone her body for the beach. Erica was
not overweight, but was called a full sized woman. She
was 22 years old and stood about 5 feet 4 inches tall,
but weighed a little over 140 pounds. Her light brown
hair was shoulder length and easily pulled into a
ponytail. Most of Erica's weight was in her 42DD breasts
that made her look top heavy for her height, but made
her measurements 42-30-36.
She thought of herself as pleasingly plump, not fat, but
not thin like a model. She was happy with her appearance
and so were the men at school. She dated a lot, but
never became serious with any one man. Erica tried hard
not to be "loose" about sex, but she loved to have
orgasm and generally slept with most of the men she
dated. Her parents would have been appalled. She
especially liked for her breasts to be sucked.
To Erica, her breasts seemed to be hypersensitive all
the time. Men loved her three-inch areolas and Erica's
long, thick nipples were perfect for sucking. Although
She enjoyed having sex, her sexual preferences were
conservative. If she knew the man real well, She might
let him screw her doggy-style. But Erica would not have
oral sex during the first sexual encounter, and only if
she was really horny and the man performed oral sex on
her would she give blowjobs on the second sexual
encounter.
Because she enjoyed oral sex as much as screwing, She
kept her pubic hair almost completely shaven except for
a tuff of hair just above her slit. To some people these
may have been weird morals considering that she was
having sex with different men on a regular basis, but to
Erica, it helped her self-esteem and with "rules" she
did not think of herself as a slut.
"Sluts have no rules about sex," Erica was fond of
saying.
She left Boston early in the morning. She was dressed in
a white, buttoned up blouse and a pair of jean shorts
that were a size too small. She wore a pair of tennis
shoes and felt very comfortable as she drove down the
interstate listening to different rock and roll
stations. Late in the evening she crossed into North
Carolina. She was making great time and felt good. She
thought she might drive straight through to Florida.
Just as she got to the other side of Rocky Mount Erica
saw the blue lights in her rear view mirror.
"Damn," she thought as she glanced at her speedometer,
"75 in a 65."
Erica pulled well off the road and stopped her car. She
watched in her rearview mirror as the officer stepped
out of the car. There was just enough light that she
could see that he was in his late thirties and rather
cute. Quickly Eric reached up and released two buttons
showing the tops of her ample breasts.
"Maybe I can talk my way out of this ticket," She
thought.
The officer stood at the side of the car now and she
rolled down the window.
"License and registration," he said matter-of-factly.
Erica reached into her bag and pulled out her license
and registration and handed it to the officer.
"Is there a problem?" Erica asked trying to act
innocent.
"Massachusetts?" the officer asked, "where you headed in
such a hurry."
She could now see that the officer was a local sheriff's
deputy.
"Florida," She said, "did I do something wrong?"
"Speeding, 75 in a 55 mile zone," the officer replied.
She took a deep breath, turned toward the officer so
that he could clearly see the tops of her breasts and
asked the office if they couldn't "work something out."
She was surprised at his response.
"Get out of the car, please," the officer directed and
stepped away from the door.
She stepped from the car and was spun around by the
officer. He grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her
back. Before Erica could react she felt handcuffs around
her wrists and the sounds of them closing.
"Wait a minute, what's wrong?" She asked a little angry.
"Spread `em," was the officer's only reply.
He kicked Erica's legs wide apart. She continued to
asked why she was being arrested. She tensed as she felt
the officer's hands "patting" her down. Although Erica
had never been arrested, the officer seemed to be a bit
aggressive patting her down. He ran his hands up to her
crotch and slid them slowly down the inside of Erica's
legs. After he checked the waistband of her shorts, his
hands slid upward and over her breasts. She felt his
hands lingered too long on her bosom and started to
protest.
"Shut up," the officer shouted, "and explain this!."
She looked around at a plastic baggy with white powder
inside and was shocked. She denied knowing anything
about the powder and was met with sarcastic skepticism
from the officer.
"Speeding, possession, transporting drugs across state
lines," the officer recited, "let's go down to the jail
so you can be searched properly."
Erica continued to assert her innocence as the officer
pushed her into the backseat of his cruiser. She asked
about her car, a phone call, and her rights as the
officer drove off down the interstate. He never
responded to her. She felt tears building in her eyes
and was not paying attention as the officer left the
interstate and drove down a two-lane road for several
miles. Finally, the officer pulled into a parking lot.
As Erica was helped out of the cruiser she saw a large
administrative building that was attached to a five-
story building with no windows. She could see the sign
said "County Jail." As Erica was pushed into the
building she could hear the sounds of men coming from
the courtyard. Once inside Erica was confronted with
eight or ten other deputy's.
"What's you got Billy," a deputy yelled.
"Another damn Yankee drug dealer," Billy replied.
She voiced her objectives and demanded a phone call.
"After we've searched you," Billy replied.
She was shoved into a large room void of furniture
except a long table in the center of the room. She was
still in her handcuffs as she looked around the stark
room. The walls were painted a pale white and the floor
was tiled. There were only two doors and no windows. She
stood beside the table and waited.
When a door opened Erica expected to see a female
deputy. Instead four male deputies including the one
that "arrested" here entered the room. She became very
uncomfortable as the deputies positioned themselves
around the room. The one called "Billy" approached
Erica.
"Time for your strip search," Billy said harshly, "now
strip out of those clothes."
She stared at Billy for a moment not believing her ears.
This hillbilly deputy wanted her to remove her clothes
in front of him and the other three. She was not a
lawyer, but she knew this was not right.
"I want a female deputy," She demanded.
All the deputies laughed as Billy walked right up to
Erica and behind her. Erica turned around quickly to
face him.
"Ain't no female deputies here, now either strip or
we'll help you," Billy said with a sneer.
Erica pulled on her handcuffs. There was no way she
could remove her clothes with her hands cuffed behind
her back. She informed Billy of her problem and stated
she wanted to cooperate. Billy told her the cuffs were
her problem and that she better be stripped by the time
he counted to ten.
She saw the other three deputies moving in on her as she
worked frantically to try and remove her shorts. Her
hands were secured with the cuffs and she could not even
unsnap her shorts. Very quickly, Billy got to ten and
the four deputies descended onto Erica. She knew that
the counting and demands were all for show, the deputies
into to strip her no matter what. She tried to back
away, but she quickly felt hands tugging at her shorts
and removing her blouse. Since the handcuffs were in
place, her shirt was torn off.
In short order Erica was naked from the waist down and
only wearing a bra above the waist. With her hands
pulled behind her, Erica's 42DD breasts looked even
bigger. Erica's face was crimson as she stood naked in
front of the four deputies. Billy approached her and
lifted Erica's breasts in each of his hands through the
bra.
"You could hid a field of pot in these tits," Billy said
with laughter.
She protested and demanded to be released. Those present
laughed and then Billy produced a switchblade knife.
Erica froze and tried to remain still as Billy slipped
the blade into the center of the bra and pulled outward
slicing through the material. Erica's breasts sprung
forward pushing the cups away. Next, Billy sliced
through the bra straps and through the material onto the
floor. She was sobbing now and dancing from foot to
foot.
"Damn, look at these titties," Billy announced.
Billy grabbed Erica's tits and squeezed them between his
hands causing her areolas and nipples to poke out. She
continued her pleas through her sobs as Billy pinched
her nipples and pitched her tits up and down in the
palms of his hands. Erica was finally turned around and
forced to bend over the table. Her tits were smashed
into the cold Formica of the table and Erica felt her
feet being tapped by something wooden.
"Man, I love a fat ass, look at the meat on this Yankee
girl, just like one of Papa's hogs," Billy said.
Erica raised up and got a quick glance at the four
officers standing behind her before Billy shoved her
back onto the table. She was pushed so hard that her
head bounced off the table. What she saw in that brief
moment was Billy tapping her the insides of her feet
with his club. The other officers were all slapping
their clubs into their opened hands. Now Erica was
scared and her chest heaved as she sobbed.
"Spread `em Yankee girl," Billy said as he taped her
feet with his club.
She was very aware of the cool air blowing across her
naked ass. As she moved her feet apart, she felt her
cunt opening just slightly and a breath of the cool air
hitting her bare cunt lips. She felt so vulnerable with
her hands cuffed behind her back and the four men
staring at her ass and cunt. Her sobs caused her body to
move jerkingly on the tabletop as she awaited her
search.
"Now let's see if she's got anything hidden in these
holes," She heard Billy say.
As those words ended, Erica stiffened as she felt two
fingers inserted into her cunt.
Erica realized that Billy was not wearing a glove.
"Please, don't do this," Erica begged.
Billy just laughed and forced a third finger into
Erica's dry hole.
"Damn, this Yankee girl is dry as a bone, we need to
moisten her up a bit," Billy noted.
She was relieved as she felt the three fingers leave her
raw cunt. She was still at their mercy, but felt that
there was at least a bit of consideration for her. She
knew there was no way out of her predicament, but once
she was released, she could bring charges against the
officers.
"Ohhh," Erica exclaimed when she felt the wetness
against her cunt lips.
Billy was sitting on a stool between Erica's legs. His
mouth was perfectly positioned over her open cunt. Billy
was sticking his tongue out and running it up and down
Erica's slit. He would stop at her clit and swirl his
tongue around it a while, then stick his tongue inside
her cunt. She tried to pushed her legs together, but the
stool prevented it. She started to move her hips, but
the four officers misinterpreted her movements as
enjoying Billy's attention.
"She's getting wet!" Billy announced.
Erica was mortified as her body betrayed her. She could
feel the wetness in her cunt growing from the constant
attention of Billy's tongue. She also felt something
else. Bits of pleasure shot through her body with each
touch her clit by Billy's tongue.
"Her clit's hard as a rock boys!" Billy said keeping
everyone posted.
Billy increased the intensity of his tongue on Erica's
clit. She felt herself getting closer and closer to
orgasm. She closed her eyes and prayed silently that her
body would not betray her. As she felt her orgasm
starting to build, Erica stiffened her body and tried to
retrain any reaction. Billy placed his mouth of Erica's
clit and sucked gently while flicking the end of it with
his tongue. It was too much and the orgasm crashed over
Erica.
She bit her lower lip and tried not to let these
officers see what was happening to her. She was
struggling against the intensity of the orgasm and a
low, groan finally escaped from her lips. As her orgasm
subsided and Erica relaxed across the table, she was
thankful that apparently no one noticed.
"I think this Yankee bitch came," Billy said as he
stood, "look at her juices just flowing from her cunt.
Now we can do a proper search."
She felt four of Billy's fingers stuck into her soaked
cunt. Billy pushed and the pressure against Erica's cunt
was incredibly painful.
"You're hurting me, please, please stop," She sobbed.
Billy ignored her and pushed harder and suddenly his
fist slid tightly into Erica's cunt. She bounced her ass
up and down and tried to raise up from the table. Two of
the deputies rushed to the table and pushed her back
down. The pain in her cunt was overpowering and Erica
pleaded for Billy to stop. Billy ignored her and slowly
pulled his fist back a little then pushed hard sending
his fist up past Erica's cervix and behind her uterus.
His fist was buried in Erica's cunt to just above his
wrist.
"Don't lose your watch again," one of the officer
laughed.
She could not believe the pain in her cunt as Billy
twisted his fist around. She could feel the walls of her
cunt stretched to the splitting point. Again, Billy
pulled his fist almost out of her cunt, then slammed it
back inside her. She wailed and tried to trash about as
Billy fist fucked the young girl. Her efforts were
useless as she was held securely by the two other
deputies. In the mist of her struggles, Erica felt
herself cumming again. Billy must have felt it also as
he increased the speed of his fist pistoning in and out
her abused cunt. This time Erica could not hide her
orgasm.
"Oh God, noooo, God, ooooohhhh, geezzzz," She tried to
contain her vocalizations as her orgasm was upon her.
Finally, her orgasm over, She collapsed across the
table. She could hear the disgusting comments of the
deputies about her.
"Little Yankee girl likes to be fist fucked," Billy
commented.
She shut her eyes tightly and started to cry again. She
felt the vacuum as her cunt pulled at Billy's fist when
he removed it. Her cunt felt so empty now. Erica was so
ashamed of her display. Thankfully, the search was over
and soon Erica thought her ordeal would be over.
"Nothing up there, no let's check the other hole," Billy
said gleefully.
She was only half-listening as she was lost in her self-
pity. That ended quickly when she felt a finger probing
her asshole.
"Noooooo, not there, there's nothing there," She
pleaded.
The two deputies secured Erica to the table once again.
This allowed Billy to shove two fingers easily into
Erica's ass. The pain that brought was much more intense
that the fist-fucking. No one had ever even touched
Erica there before. Billy commented on the tightness of
Erica's ass, removed his fingers and stuck them into her
wet cunt coating his hands with her juices. He then
shoved two fingers back into her asshole up to the last
knuckles. She tried to bounce her ass to escape this
intrusion. She was disgusted as Billy sawed his fingers
in and out of her ass, then spread them open to stretch
her asshole.
"I think the little Yankee girl likes this also," Billy
laughed.
Nothing was further from the truth. She was in intense
pain as Billy's fingers invaded further into her rectum.
Erica laid still and tears flowed down her cheeks. She
felt hands grabbing her meaty asscheeks and pulling them
far apart exposing her asshole completely.
"Let's see if the little Yankee bitch will come again,"
Billy directed.
Erica raised her head to protest. She felt Billy's
fingers removed from her ass but immediately replaced by
something smooth, round, and cold. She realized it was
one of the wooden clubs. Billy was forcing one of the
batons into her ass. She started to scream as six inches
of the baton was forced into her asshole. The deputies
just laughed and inserted another baton into her cunt
about eight inches.
Billy walked around to the front of the table. He pulled
Erica's hair so that her head came up and she was
looking at him. Erica saw Billy nod and then felt the
two batons moving alternately in her ass and cunt. She
realized she was being fucked by two of the deputies in
her ass and cunt with the batons. Billy just watched
Erica's face with a grin on his. She grimaced and
protested, begging Billy to let her go. Billy just
laughed and continued to hold her head up.
The deputies were now fucking Erica with the batons
furiously. Erica's ass as moving back and forth on the
table as the men pounded her with their batons. The
deputy fucking Erica's cunt had his fist positioned so
that with each stroke, his fingers scraped across
Erica's engorged clit. She started to shake her head as
she knew what was going to happen.
The pain in her asshole was slowly turning into pleasure
while the baton in her cunt felt like a nicely hard
cunt. She looked pleadingly into Billy's eyes, her eyes
full of tears as she felt the orgasm starting. Billy
took his free hand and pushed it under Erica's chest. He
found the nipple of her right breasts hard and pinched
it causing a yelp of pain to escape from Erica. Erica's
breasts were hypersensitive from her two previous orgasm
and Billy pulling her nipple was more than she could
stand.
"Please don't make me cum, don't make me cuuuummmmmmm,"
Erica wailed as she started cumming with the words.
The deputies fucked her faster and harder with the
batons. Billy dropped Erica's head and laughed. He now
had both of her nipples caught between his thumb and
index finger and was pinching and twisting them while
Erica was screaming with her orgasm.
"Please, stop, I can't stand it, please, please," Erica
begged and pleaded but the deputies continued to fuck
her ass and cunt.
"Nooooooooo," She screamed as another orgasm started, "I
can't take it anymore, no more, please."
Billy pulled Erica's nipples until her tits were under
her shoulders. The two deputies fucking her with the
batons were covered in sweat and growing tired. Billy
nodded again and they pulled the batons from Erica with
a plopping sound. Erica's body shoot with the after-
effects of the two intense orgasm. She remained still
lying across the table, hands cuff behind her back.
"Now, Yankee girl," Billy started, "rape would be
against the law, so I think you should beg us to fuck
you."
She shook her head slowly and tried to raise up. She was
pushed back down on the table. She heard a door open in
front of her an looked up to see another man standing in
the room.
"Sheriff, we've been searching this prisoner," Billy
explained.
"Please help me," Erica saw her chance with the Sheriff
in the room, " please, they are sexually abusing me,
please stop them."
The Sheriff ignored Erica and walked around the table
looking at her. She continued to begged the him for
help.
"She's a little on the heavy side don't you think
Billy," the Sheriff commented, "has she asked you to
fuck her yet?"
She could believe her ears. The Sheriff was no different
that the deputies. She felt his fingers probing her
cunt, then her asshole. She slumped in defeat as he
wiped his hands across her back. The Sheriff pulled her
head up by her hair.
"You want us to fuck you in your cunt and that fat
little ass of yours?" the Sheriff asked.
She spat in the Sheriff's face. A fatal response she
discovered as he let her head drop to the table.
"Ask her again," the Sheriff said as he wiped the spit
from his face, "if she refuses, put her in with the
prisoners."
She watched as the Sheriff left her alone with her four
assailants.
"What's it going to be Yankee girl, you want us to fuck
you you'd better asked nicely?" Billy said.
Erica's resolve returned and she yelled "Never" to the
deputy and turned her head away. She knew she would
rather spend the night in jail that let these animals
fuck her. Erica saw two deputies leave and could hear
the other one talking quietly to Billy. When the other
two returned they were rolling something. She watched
and her heart started to race as she saw what the two
deputies were rolling.
"Nook, nooooo," Erica started to scream as Billy pulled
her to her feet and led her over to the device.
She stood at the edge what appeared to be a sawhorse on
wheels. The crossbeam was very thin and attached to the
four legs were large wheels. In the front there was a
rope handle that could be used to pull the sawhorse
around on the wheels. Billy pushed Erica down amid her
vehement protest. The thin crossbeam went between her
two breasts separating them slightly and ended just
under her chin.
The other beam of the crossbar was slightly wider and
supported her stomach. The other deputies quickly
removed her handcuffs and attached Erica's wrist to the
two front supports. While Erica continued to protest,
her legs were pulled to each side and her ankles secured
to the back supports.
"Please, what are you doing, let me go," She pleaded.
"You had your chance, you know what we want," Billy
responded.
She could not believe what was happening. Billy secured
a leather restraint low on her waist effectively
stopping any movement. She grimaced in pain as her hair
was pulled back tightly into a ponytail. A band was
placed around it and attached to a cord. Billy pulled
Erica's head back until she was looking straight ahead,
then tied the other end to a metal loop in her waist
strap.
"Ouch, you're hurting me," Erica spat at Billy.
Billy and the other deputies just laughed. She could not
lower her head with her hair attached to the leather
strap around her waist. She also could not move her arms
and legs. Erica's 42DD breasts just hung down swaying
back and forth. Erica watched as one of the deputies
took the rope and started to pull the sawhorse with
Erica attached from the room.
The door opened and without any attempt to cover or hide
Erica, the deputies walked across the hall to another
door. She continued to plead, protest, and scream to be
freed. The door in front of her was very heavy and
contained multiple locks. She felt a sharp sting across
her buttocks and stop screaming for a moment. Then
another sting, this one more painful.
"Shut the fuck up," Billy yelled, "this is your own
doing, all you had to do to avoid this was ask. . .no
beg us to fuck you. Now shut up!"
Erica heard the yells of the prisoners before she was
pulled into the hallway. She cut her eyes to the right
and saw the long row of cells with varying size arms
sticking out. The deputies pulled Erica slowly by each
cell just out of reach of the prisoners. The vile and
horrible things they were yelling at Erica made her
stomach turn. As the deputies reached the end of the
row, they opened another door into a very, large room.
She noticed it was similar to the other room, but with
only one door.
"What's going on, what are you going to do?" She
demanded.
"Release Block D," Billy yelled.
As the cell doors opened, Erica heard the sounds of feet
coming toward the room she was in with the deputies. The
realization that the deputies were giving her to the
prisoners just hit Erica. She struggled and pulled, but
her bonds were tight.
"No, you can't do this, don't do this," Erica screamed
at Billy.
The room filled with prisoners around Erica. They were
white, black, Hispanic and there must have been twenty
of them. She could see their erections pushing against
their orange prison uniforms. Fear and desperation
filled Erica.
"Okay, okay, please take me back, I'll let you fuck me,"
Erica said to Billy.
"Sorry, not what I wanted to hear," Billy replied.
Eric heard Billy tell the prisoners to leave no marks
and the deputies stepped to the wall to watch. Eric
scream and pulled at her bonds as the prisoners began to
strip out of their jumpsuit and approach her. The first
was a large black man whose cock was at least ten inches
long, hard, and uncircumcised. He grabbed She by her
ears and pointed his cock at her mouth. At the same
time, a white man, just as large lined his cock up at
the entrance to her cunt.
"Wait a minute, please, no, don't do this, I'll fuck you
all," Erica begged frantically.
"Wrong answer," Billy laughed and nodded to the two
prisoners poised to abuse Erica.
She screamed again when she felt the cock shoved into
her vulnerable cunt. The scream was cut short by the
black prisoner's cock finding the back of her throat.
Without any tenderness or concern, Erica was face-fucked
and fucked in her cunt furiously by the two men. The one
in her cunt pulled out and shot his seed all over
Erica's ass.
Erica tried to push the cock from her mouth with her
tongue as another prisoner mounted her cunt. This only
served to increase the fury in which the black prisoner
fucked her mouth. Finally he exploded and Erica felt
like a gallon of sperm was shot into her mouth. She
gagged and spit as the sticky, cream ran down the
corners of her mouth. No longer gagged with a cock,
Erica pleaded again with Billy.
"Please, please, stop, I'll fuck you all," Erica said
again with no response from Billy.
As the man grunted with each stroke in Erica's cunt,
another one mounted her mouth. She tried to figure out
what Billy wanted her to say. The prisoners were in a
frenzy and all pounced on Erica. Her tits were pulled,
sucked, pinched, bit, and generally abused while her
cunt and mouth were used the same. Some prisoners
jacked-off into the side of her face and onto her ass.
She never got another chance to beg for release from
Billy. Her cunt and face were constantly being fucked.
She tried not to swallow any of the cum, but some
prisoners would hold her nose and keep their dicks
buried in the back of her throat until she swallowed.
Erica's nipples were becoming raw and very sensitive.
They had grown to a full inch and were hard as rocks.
Somewhere during her abuse, Erica experienced a massive
orgasm which seemed to just inspired the prisoners even
more.
After about an hour, all twenty prisoners had fucked
Erica in the mouth and the ass at least once. She was
covered in cum and had swallowed so much of their sperm
that she was nauseated. With her head still pulled back,
Erica heard footsteps and impulsively opened her mouth.
She saw that it was Billy.
"Please," Erica said in a faint whisper, "please, would
you and your deputies please fuck me."
"Just what I thought," Billy replied, "you want us to
fuck you. Sure, we'll fuck you since you asked so
nicely."
Billy ordered the prisoners back to their cells leaving
Erica with the deputies. She could hear them behind her
and heard their clothes hitting the ground. Erica was
released from the sawhorse and told to get on her hands
and knee and reach behind herself and pulled her
asscheeks apart. The deputies applauded as Erica did as
she was told and her asshole came into view. Billy
placed his hard cock at the entrance to Erica's virgin
ass.
"Noooooooo," Erica screamed faintly as she felt the
intrusion in her asshole.
Each deputy took their turn after Billy fucking Erica's
ass. They made her hold herself open the entire time.
After the deputies all had a turn, Billy mounted Erica's
ass again. This time he reached underneath and grabbed
both of her tits. As he pumped Erica's ravaged hole and
pulled her tits, she exploded in her most massive orgasm
yet. She could heard herself screaming to be fucked, to
get more men, to fuck her. As she passed out she heard
Billy comment on what a slut she was.
She awoke in her car sitting in a rest area just south
of Rocky Mount. Her hair was wet and her clothes stuck
to her body. Erica realized that she had been washed and
dressed. As she shifted her weight and felt herself, she
found no bra or panties. Her ass and cunt throbbed with
soreness and the cloth of her shirt painfully rubbed her
still erect nipples. She looked and found the keys in
the ignition. She started her car and pulled back onto
the interstate. Glancing at her watch she found it was
almost noon the next day. She started to cry as she
drove toward Florida.
Her vacation in Florida was not as much fun as Erica
wanted. Her mind was preoccupied with what had happened
to her. Within moments after Erica arrived in Florida
she planned her route home.
After much thought, Erica left Florida on interstate 95
to return to Massachusetts. As she approached the state
line the thought of bypassing North Carolina never
crossed her mind. As the state line went past, Erica
pushed the accelerator until the speedometer reached 85
mph.
With her nipples hard and her cunt so wet it soaked
through her panties, Erica hoped Billy was patrolling
the interstate again.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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