[True Sight] Finishing the job

While you are preoccupied with filling in the forms, the officer moves behind Ada. She looks back over her shoulder at him, a tinge of fear on her face as she notices the lascivious look in his eyes. He hikes her skirt up her waist, exposing her round, juicy bubble butt to the cold night air. Her thong lay discarded in the car, under the passenger seat, leaving her pussy bare for his eyes to feast on. Ada gasps at the slight sting of cold air against her still-stimulated pussy lips.

The cop reaches out to grope her plump cheeks, pulling them apart to inspect both her holes and then pressing them together to toy with the pliable globes of flesh. Her pussy lips glisten with her sticky grool, having had your fingers in her not too long ago. Her body betrays her intentions, vulva twitching open with every contraction of her vaginal muscles. Thick fingers probe at her wet slit, rubbing around the entrance and the meaty, slightly darker labia. He pushes two thick, sausage-like fingers into her waiting hole, stroking around the rim and gradually working deeper into her while she grits her teeth and tries to muffle her moans.

"Didn't get to finish huh? Don't worry, I'll step in to finish the job your hubby couldn't..." the officer snickers before giving her rump a smack, watching it jiggle. To his satisfaction, she stays still and lets him touch her, only gasping when he spanks her. He lifts his fingers up to his mouth, taking a sniff before licking her juices off his fingertips and humming in approval at the taste. Noticing movement in his peripheral vision, he looks up to see you staring at him and Ada in confusion. "Get to it, son, I don't have all night to wait fer you to fill in that form," he orders, buying himself more time to play with your wet and willing wife.

"Yer gonna give us away, you slut." He growls into your wife's ear in a whisper. Suddenly thinking of a strange idea, he grabs the breathalyzer and replaces the mouth piece with a new one, shoving it between Ada lips to shut her up. "There ya go, bite down on that and make sure your hubby doesn't hear a peep!"

He pushes his fat fingers back into her cunt and begins to finger her faster with a sense of urgency, remembering that he had to wrap things up here before you finished what you were doing and got suspicious. Sticky fluids flow out of her sloppy fuckhole with every thrust, drenching his hands up to the wrist in her womanly essence. Ada claws at the top of the car, eyes screwed shut and teeth firmly biting down on the breathalyzer to keep herself from whimpering too loudly. She pushes down the faint feelings of shame and guilt that tell her she shouldn't be letting a stranger finger her right in front of her husband like this, deciding that in that moment - her needs took priority. She spreads her legs wider to give the older man better access, feeling herself approach the edge once more after having been denied release earlier.

Ada seizes up, standing on the tips of her toes as her body shudders and is wracked by pleasurable spasms. She cums hard on his fingers, her walls squeezing the digits tightly as she loses herself in the moment, shamefully climaxing for a man that she'd barely just met. "Goddamn...must've been really fucking horny if yer this fucking wet for a man that ain't yer husband, huh?" The officer drawls smugly, rubbing it in before pulling his fingers out to unplug her twat with the wettest squelch, followed by a splash of fluids being expelled from her empty pussy onto the pavement. Ada pants heavily when the breathalyzer is pulled from her mouth, while her cunny twitches in the aftermath, the small spurt of liquid petering out into a trickle that runs down her thighs, painting a thin wet trail all the way down her legs.

She vaguely registers the officer moving away to wrap things up with her husband, before walking back to his car.

"Ada? Get in, let's go." She snaps from her hazy state as you call out to her, quickly pulling her dress back down and getting in. While you drive back home, she picks up her discarded thong and wipes at the wet mess staining her crotch and thighs to avoid arousing suspicion. Despite still feeling some guilt, she reflects on how it felt even better than usual to surrender to someone that wasn't her husband, and how the thrill of doing something so taboo added to her pleasure.