“Is there a problem, officer?”Even though it was dark, she could make out the heavy muscled contours of his body, straining tightly against his sh...irt.Her question was met with silence and a steely gaze. Without much choice, she exited her vehicle. She was glad that they were in a side street, at least no one was around to witness this debacle.“Are you aware that you’re driving with a broken taillight?”She totally did, but she didn’t have the time or money to fix it. “No sir, I did not.”“Do I. When I was thoroughly slicked up, I centered my cock on her rosebud and slowly attempted to push in.At first, I got nowhere. But I used my finger to smear more juices on the target and managed to open her with my finger and smear some inside. My next try with my cock got the head through her sphincter and inside. Jen grunted with pleasure and some pain. I continued to inch forward slowly until I was once again buried to the hilt."My virgin ass," Jen cooed, "you're the first there!"I stopped and. Enough light floated through the nearby windows to outline his form, and the two glasses he was holding. He extended one to me."Champagne?" I took the glass and he continued. "I would like that, Bridget. Please then, call me Daniel." With a hint a bitterness, "After all, 'Mister' seems to be a title that some here think I am not entitled to have." Then they're fools," I said simply. I touched my glass to his. "Your health."We drank and chatted. As the night drew on, I asked him if he would be. Luckily she broke the silence..."Oh my god..." she panted as she came down from her orgasm, "I knew it. I. FUCKING. LOVE. CUM!" she said enthusiastically. "Mel...? What the hell was that!? How do you..wha...?" I stammered, still stunned. Melinda just giggled and looked at my computer screen."You never clear your browser history..." She said sheepishly. "It's ok, though, I haven't told anyone. And...I won't" she added with a wink."I come in here when you're not home and I watch the videos you've.