Shifting in your seat so you can better see the back of the car you briefly consider climbing over to join them, but the idea of seeing your wife entangled with another woman is too much of a fantasy to interupt for now.
With her hand resting on the policewoman's belt your wife glances to you and you nod for her to continue. Turning her full attention to her companion she deftly undoes the bulky belt and swiftly yanks the cop's pants down to her knees and moves her head down to her crotch, which is now covered only by a very impractical looking pair of panties.
While your wife kisses her way around the patrolwoman's dusky thighs, Vasquez runs her fingers through your wife's hair, beginning to moan already, her hands moving up to unbutton her shirt.
Looking back down to your wife again you see she has already removed Officer Vasquez's underwear and is tentatively probing at her lips with excited fingers. Making eye contact with you, your wife leans forward, parting the moist cunt lips with two fingers and pushing her tongue deep causing officer vasquez to moan louder, grinding against her. (It briefly occurs to you that it looks like your wife may have done this before -- she certainly seems to know how to push all the right buttons!)
Your wife settles into a furious rythmn, she tongue alternately plunging deeper into the pussy in front of her and then trailing tenderly across the swollen lips, when suddenly Officer Vasquez takes control, pushing your wife back onto the seat of the car and pushing her school skirt up around her waist, exposing her bare mound. "My turn" she says, and your wife looks at you a little pensively. |