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Fugitive Hooters: | GeorgeTasker | 8

 

Anna holds you close and her tongue slips into your mouth. The lights are still shining onto your car window so you take advantage of the situation. You slowly slide your hand up Anna's side and around to cup her heavy breast. The large orb more than fills your palm and you give it a firm squeeze. Anna's eyes snap open at your touch and you feel her break off her kiss.

"Keep it looking real," you whisper, squeezing her breast more boldly, your hand kneading her massive tit greedily.

Anna moans and kisses you again, this time it's your tongue that dives into her mouth, eagerly seeking hers as you fondle her breast.

Suddenly there is a tap on the window of the car.

"Shit, it's a cop," hisses Anna as you break off your kiss and turn, startled towards the window of the car where there is a man looming over the car, "Whatever you do keep my identity secret!"

You swallow nervously and roll down the window of the car.

"So what do we have here?" asks the cop, peering in through the window, perhaps hoping to see you with a naked girl. He shines in flashlight in at Anna, pausing on the large swells of her breasts.

"What's the problem officer?" you ask anxiously.

He shines his light onto Anna's face and seems surprised that she is not some young teenager but a fully grown woman, "You got a hooker up here boy?" he demands.

 

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