Can he?
Field sobriety
"Ma'am, please get out of the car."
This couldn't be real. Daniel whimpered, unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car, anxiously cupping his breasts and pussy.
The police officer produced a Breathalyzer, and Daniel blew into it. The officer looked at his 0.0 skeptically.
"Have you done any drugs tonight, ma'am?"
"Are there any drugs on your person?'
Daniel sighed. "Where would I be keeping drugs on my person?"
The cop gave him an unimpressed look. "Please bend over the hood of the car, ma'am."
Fuck. Fuck, fuck. Daniel knew he couldn't disobey the police officer, leaning over the hood of his car with his perky ass pointed out at the officer.
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