Robert told me, “Sure enough, I stroked her about ten more times, and Janet said ‘Oh yeah, here I cum! Just keep pumping me, Honey, Momma’s gonna get her cookies in just a sec, I feel it coming up my thighs and going for my snatch! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, what a wonderful cock! I think my cunt’s gonna explode, Robert, just keep on pounding me'” and he said he did, and then when he came in my wife he thought the top of his cock was going to blow right off. He just let his cum flow into her pussy, and his cock was having all kinds of orgasmic spasms. Janet’s pussy was making a lot of sloppy slurping noises from her juices and all the cum he had dumped in her. He kept fucking her even after his orgasm had subsided, and when he finally pulled his semi-hard cock out of her pussy, he looked down at her with her legs spread open and cum and juices ran out of her slit and down into the crack of her ass. She said “Wow, that was some good fucking, Baby”. Then she reached down and pulled a Kleenex out of the box on the floor and tried to clean the mess off of her car seat and from her ass and pussy. She kept dabbing at it and throwing the cummy Kleenex out the open car window onto the road. Soon there was a pile of Kleenex beside her car, and a couple had even stuck to the side of her van.
Robert had by this time sat up in the seat, on the road side of the van, and Janet was just laying with her head propped up against the door, her legs still spread out with one behind Robert’s back and the other one propped on the armrest of the driver’s seat. They both had their eyes closed, just recuperating from the fucking. Suddenly, they heard a male voice say “Well, well, well, Mrs. Smith. (Not her real last name). Looks like you been havin’ yoself a real good time!” A cop had seen the car along with all the Kleenex and had parked his car about 50 yards back. He had run the license plate number and found out who it was registered to and had then sneaked up on them. They if course were startled, to say the least. Janet was laying there with her wet pussy on display, and the cop had his face in the window staring at her just-fucked pussy. She started reaching for her skirt and top in the front seat but couldn’t reach them because Robert had her left leg pinned against the back seat. The cop said, “Just lay still, Mrs. Smith”. Robert said the cop was just enjoying the view of my wife laying there with her legs spread. Then the cop said, “Man, that sure is a fine looking pussy you got there, Mrs. Smith. And I would bet that this gentleman here is not Mr. Smith, is he?” Janet said “No, he is not Mr. Smith”. Then he looked at Robert. “Did you enjoy Mrs. Smith’s pussy, young man”? He said yes, he enjoyed her. The cop then informed them that he could run them in for public indecency, and for littering. They begged him to not do that. The cop handed Janet a piece of paper and a pen, and said, “Honey, write your name and phone number on here. Your real phone number”. She did. Then the cop looked up and down the road and saw there were no cars approaching. He said “Mrs. Smith, get out here and pick up all this Kleenex”. She said OK and reached for her clothes. The cop said, “Uh uh, Honey. Just like you are”. So there was my wife, completely naked except for red heels, picking up all their cummy Kleenex off the road and the side of the car. The cop just stood there watching her, and he gave here a couple of quiet wolf whistles when she bent over. When she finished, she looked at the cop and he told her to get in the car and go home. As she opened the driver’s door the cop pinched her ass and said “You will probably get a call from me soon, I hope you’ll remember how I did you this favor”. She promised him she would.