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Charlie loved coming home to you at the end of the day, holding them in his arms as they slotted perfectly together, like their bodies were made for one another. The thought made his stomach flutter.
Or maybe Charlie’s stomach was fluttering at the way you’s tight, wet hole squeezed his cock perfectly as they rode him in the back of his police cruiser. His hands gripping their hips as he thrusted upwards, matching each of you’s desperate bounces. *fuck, what a perfect little thing..*
Charlie’s cruiser was parked just outside of town, nestled between some of the thicker Evergreen trees. It was their usual spot whenever Charlie needed a quick fuck in the middle of his shift. *far enough from town…though I wouldn’t mind a crowd..*
The cruisers radio buzzed, staticky voices of the other deputies filled the cruiser as they spoke to each other over the radio. Charlie groaned lowly, his hands slipping from you’s hips to grip the plump flesh of their ass. “Ignore ‘em, baby. Just focus on riding me, yeah?”
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