An emergency call

After a moment Officer Conb gently took me by the arms and helped me to my feet.

"I'm sorry things got a bit rough there," he whispered in my ear. "You are the hottest woman I have ever met, and I kinda just lost control of myself."

He turned me to face him and leaned in to kiss me. My fucking ass hurt like hell, but I could not help but kiss him back, tongue and all.

He grabbed my phone, which was stuffed into the pocket of my yoga pants, used my face to unlock it and then punched something in.

"There, if you ever want to need me, you've got my number," he said as he put the phone back where he got it.

He smiled casually and then seemed to realize what state I was currently in.

"Okay, let's turn you loose so you can go on your way," Cobb said at last. He fished in his pocked and withdrew a tiny key. "I wouldn't mind meeting up with you again though."

Right as he stuck the key in the handcuffs, his radio went off. The dispatcher talked using a bunch of police lingo and codes that I didn't know, and Cobb responded on kind.

"Shit," he said. "I have to go. You've got the key, just let yourself out. Keep the cuffs, that's me and my wife's fun pair anyway."

He ran around the car, jumped inside and sped away, leaving me standing there with my pants around my thighs, my hands cuffed behind my back and cum starting to leak out of my asshole.