Master Patrolwoman Dana Polk walks in just after you finish. OMG!

Mary's face is between Lindsay's buttocks, lapping up your sauce from Lindsay's pussy as you jack yourself back to full hardness with a fresh palm-full of Lindsay's favorite lube, getting ready to pump one out for the curly-locked lady from behind the hotel desk who'd asked you for a face full of hot creamy glaze.

"Lindsay, hon," you say. "You ready for me?"

Lindsay turns her sweet face toward you. Her cheeks are flushed with color and her brow is beaded with sweat. Her hips quiver with aftershocks of the rolling orgasm Mary kept going by eating her pussy.

Lindsay nods, a little shaky. "Oh yeah, Brian. Closer, yeah, a little closer."

Mary gives Lindsay a fond pat on the butt and straightens up, licking her lips and swallowing. Nice job, sweetie-pie, you think.

It's a little awkward jamming yourself up on the RV couch with your dick up by Lindsay's face next to the window, but you're game. Your balls twitch and tighten up as you stroke, stroke, stroke.

"You want to give me that go-go cheer?" you ask.

Lindsay laughs. Staring at the tip of your dick, a finger-length away from her nose, she starts chanting, low and slow, "Go. Go. Go. Go. Go."

"Lindsay, you're so precious," you say. "So sweet. So wild. Setting one up for you."

"Go. Go. Go. Go. Go," Lindsay chants.

You see your dick head swell as you feel a tingle right there. Better give her a heads-up.

"Okay Lindsay, here g--UH!" you grunt as the first spurt hits Lindsay on the tip of her nose.

Lindsay laughs as you paint her golden face from eyebrows to chin with lines of pearly seed. Her laugh rolls on and her mouth holds a wide grin until you're shot dry. She licks her lips and wipes her cheeks and chin and forehead with her fingers, sucking your juice off and swallowing it. Mary hands Lindsay a moist towel -- always the kind hostess, your wife -- and Lindsay starts wiping up the remnants of the glaze.

Good aim, you didn't get any on her hair. With Lindsay's head covered in a forest of tight, bouncy frosted curls, it would have been a deal getting a stray spurt of dick juice washed out.

"Hahaha, that was fun!" Lindsay says. "Thank you, Brian, and Mary, that was out of this world!"

You chuckle. "Happy to oblige, Ma'am," you say. "No trouble at all. My pleasure. You can see my lady here's a pearl diver, just like yourself."

"Oh, hush, Brian," Mary says.

There's a tap on the RV door. "Highway Patrol." The door swings open.

The three of you turn round in alarm, Lindsay still leaning on the couch.

Your turn to be the chump caught with his dick in his hand, again.

It's Master Patrolman Dana Polk.

She blinks, then steps in and closes the door. "Pardon me, folks," she says. The veteran motorcycle patrolwoman pauses, at a loss for words facing not two, but three naked people who must have just been doing the sex thing together. Her helmet has dark scratches on one side, and her uniform is smeared and scraped. One of her gloves has a rip. Her mirrored aviator sunglasses look all right, though.

Don't us all talk at once.

Your dick still isn't going down. Going up, if anything.

Dana Polk's nostrils flare, breathing in the sweet funk of sex in the little adultery wagon.

Master Patrolman Polk clears her throat and adjusts her glasses. "There's an accident up the highway, it's going to be all day clearing it up." She pulls off her glasses, folds them and puts them away. "Um." She coughs and swallows. "Mister Forbes, sir?" she says.

"Yes, ma'am?"

She's staring at Old Number One like she's never seen a dick before.

"Would you step back sir? I need a little space." Her voice is even, but urgent. Like she's giving a safety command.

You back up to the wall of the RV next to the couch. "Sure, ma'am, you need to get by?"

"No, Mister Forbes, sir," she says. "Right now, I need your dick in my mouth."

Lindsay gasps. Mary makes a "hmm?" sound.

Dana Polk gets down on her knees in front of you, her padded motorcycle pants giving her good knee support. She unsnaps her scratched helmet and puts it beside her.

"Yes, ma'am," you say. "You should know my unit was just inside Miss Lindsay here."

Dana Polk reaches for your hard cock, sticky, slippery, and slathered with cum, lube, and Lindsay's pussy juice, and sucks it deep.

"Holy fuck," Lindsay says, her voice a raspy whisper.

"It's all right, hon," Mary says. "This is Master Patrolman Dana Polk. She pulled us over because the RV had a broken piece, it wasn't safe till we got it fixed. Our guardian angels sent her to look after us. Maybe to find you. We were already connected because of Annabelle doing our hair."

"I mean, is she okay?" Lindsay says. "Did she fall with her motorcycle and hit her head?" Lindsay waves an arm toward the highway patrolwoman. "If she's giving Brian a, um, sudden favor?"

Giving a sudden public service cocksucking to you. To Mary's husband.

"I think it's all right, hon," Mary tells Lindsay. "We should keep a close look-out, since she might have taken a fall on the highway, with those scrapes and scratches."

You sigh as Dana Polk sucks your dick. She's got a nice, steady beat, a little tongue, a little suck, a little tongue, a little suck. Little wet noises come from her mouth as her lips, tongue, and throat all do their part. She's got a nice hard sucking move there. Gonna take a while to get anywhere that way, but you're enjoying the ride.

Spend 5 XP for the CHARACTER MOVE OMG.

You have 1 XP, +0 Hard, +0 Hot, +1 Cool, +1 Control, Eat Pussy, OMG, and Submissive (Mary).

Roll +CONTROL(+1) as Dana Polk is compelled to suck your cock: 7 + 1 = 8.

On a 7-9, choose two:
/ She worships your cock. / You don't cum. / You make her like it (choose only if you **** her). / Take +1 forward. / You don't make too much noise, she doesn't pass out, you don't get in trouble.​