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In my mouth. Fuck, I thought. Bangbros All the way down the interstate, we saw cars and trucks from all over, even a surprising number hailing tags from Canada on their asses. The trooper put his hands on my shoulders, jostling me against the car. He released my dick a little and began to stroke slowly. His nipples were poking out from his massive chest, hard as diamonds, and his moans were unmistakable. And my dick never felt more tense. “And, two: you’re hard.”
I looked at him, and he nodded toward my crotch. “Nah,” I replied. The trooper gave him a quick look-over, and he zipped his boner right up and left. My girl was sleeping one particular leg of the journey when I decided to stop at the first rest stop I could find after passing into Georgia. If that were the case for me, I would end up looking elsewhere too. The trooper had returned, wielding a flashlight and his nightstick. The same people pass you, lag behind when they stop somewhere, then pass you again. He seemed to look deep into me, then threw his head back and yelled some instinctual, guttural grunt that was the harbinger of things to cum. When it disappeared, I pulled back again, only to feel the hand forcing me forward. If that were the case for me, I would end up looking elsewhere too.