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So for now, just lay back and enjoy Tonight's story on this episode of Erotic Stories from Wild and Bad, Part two of our m fantasy with the police in pursuit of Melan Gwin.

After Mel's impulsive attempt to break free of her past, things seem worse than ever.

Having dragged Jake and Gwinn into her situation, she now feels more distraught than ever.

Well, they all end up in jail because of Mac.

There seems no way out of it, no way apart from Jake's idea.

But could it really work or would it just be laughed out of court?

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The police sirens whairled into the night, the gunshot, peppering of blue and red lights illuminated the sky and tormented the car.

It's Mac, isn't it, Gwinn asked, her voice tense, possibly, although I don't know how he got out of the handcuffs this fast.

I've got the key, Mail replied, trying to make sense of the situation.

All police handcuffs use a standard key, Jake said, calmly from the back seat of the car.

And how do you know that, Mail asked sternly.

Jake mumbled something before saying, put your foot down.

I have an idea, but we need some time to think and get our story straight.

Meel needed a little encouragement to press the gas pedal to the floor and watch the police lights disappear in the rear view mirror.

Take a right here, Jake said.

Meil turned the car off the highway after as seemingly endless list of directions.

They were on a dirt track surrounded by trees.

There's an old barn up ahead.

We can hide out there for a little while.

Well, we get our thoughts together, Jake said.

True to his word, a large wooden barn did appear from nowhere, Gwynn.

Jake got out of the car, opened the barn doors, while Mel backed the car inside Slowly.

Pulling an old tarp hoole in from the corner of the barn, they covered the car after Mel had stepped out.

Taking a few hay bells from the end of the barn, they created a makeshift all in front of the doors, hiding the car from the outside.

Let's get to the back of the barn.

I doubt they'll come up here, but just in case, Jake said, his voice strangely strong, and if they do, let me do the talking.

His eyes flashed with an inner strength, something the two women hadn't noticed at the store.

How do you know about this place, Jake, Gwinn asked.

When I was younger, we used to come up here looking for the Wendigo.

We are bordering right on the edge of tribal reservation land, so the police rarely come up here for those two reasons.

Really the cops believe in the wendigo, Mell asked, sounding shocked.

I'm not sure if they do, but they would rather not chance it.

And too many mutilated bodies have been found in these forests to make anyone feel a hundred percent safe, Jake said, in a matter of fact kind of way.

So do you want to tell me what happened?

Just so I might find a way out of this mess, Jake asked.

As they sat down on the hay bell.

Mel recanted the story of her marriage and more particular the afternoon with Mac suddenly feeling embarrassed by what she had done.

Okay, so I am sure your ex husband is a cop with a drinking habit so bad he often is unconscious and can't remember what happened.

He owes you several thousand dollars in alimony, none of which has been collected.

He came to your house and you had awful sex before he collapsed in a heap unconscious.

At some point in time, he was handcuffed to your bed.

You then left with his wallet and car.

Jake's eyes fixed on mouths, awaiting her response.

She nodded in agreement, feeling overwhelmed by the situation.

Okay, here's how we play this, Jake said, as he crouched down between the two women, slowly describing his plan.

The women nodded as he spoke, the smiles returning to their faces.

Jake, I think I love you, Mel said, wrapping her arms around the young man.

Gwynn smiled uncertainly.

Are you sure this will work?

Oh?

Yes, I might be young, but I'm intelligent and very well connected, Jake replied.

Mail's arms slipped down his back, her fingers grasping his butt tightly, pulling it against her.

Oh you're getting hard again.

Well, I think we have time to give you a reward, Mel said, as her hands slipped over his waist and underneath his back.

On releasing his pants, her hands slid into his boxes, grasping his length.

Easing herself on to her knees, Mel peppered his thighs with quick kisses before she lifted his semi erect cock and traced the tip of her tongue over his balls, sucking each one gently, drying them slowly between her lips.

A wide grin spread over male's lips as Jake's groans echoed in the barn.

Her fingers stretched around his expanding garth, squeezing him gently before she nipped along the length of his cock.

The tip of her tongue traced warm, wet circles around his head as her hands slid over his balls, massaging them.

Her fingertip caressing the tight rosette of his art, teasing him gently before sliding slowly inside, forcing a low, guttural moan to escape his mouth.

His cock pulsated in the evening air, Strands of moonlight glistened on his head.

Her eyes fixated on his expression as she slid his cock between her lips, sliding her mouth up and down his length, enjoying the sensation of his erection swelling in her mouth.

Nasing her tongue slowly around his girth, she took his cock all the way into her throat, feeling a slight cag reflex as his palvis rose to meet her mouth.

His ass tensed as his hips thrust deep into mouth's mouth, stretching her jaws.

The first hint of his precomb teased along her tongue.

Pulling her head back, Mel grabbed his legs and poured him towards her, his body slumping flat on the hay.

Mel stood quickly, unbuckled her jeans and pushed them hurriedly down her legs, before stepping out of the denim around her ankles.

Grasping his cock firmly, she straddled Jake and guided him inside her, the pair of them groaning loudly in unison as he pressed inside a raching pussy.

Her lips trembled as she slid up and down his erection, his pulsing veins teasing her to the point of no return.

Turning to gwyn she managed to say ride his mouth.

Without thinking.

Gwynn let the last of her inhibitions go, loosened her jeans and stepped out of them, before pushing her lodgerie to one side, exposing the pink, throbbing lips of her pussy to the air.

The sudden kiss of the evening air intensified the sensations already growing deep inside Gwinn's pussy.

Instinctively, she knelt on his arms, holding him to the ground as she lowered her pussy onto his mouth.

His breath teased at her folds before his tongue explored deeper, flicking viciously at her clet.

Lifting his head, he sucked it between his teeth, pulling it gently, forcing a wave of pleasure to echo through Quinn's body as she rocked her hips, her lips brushing his mouth as his tongue flicked inside her pussy.

Suddenly, Mole's finger pressed between Gwin's cheeks and teased her ass, massaging it before sliding a finger inside.

Thrusting firmly, Gwyn pressed back, stroking her clit aggressively over Jake's mouth.

The force of Mao's finger rubbing along her ass while Jake licked at her clit forced Gwinn to gasp loudly, the sound seeming to inspire Mel to ride Jake's colck harder.

Jake's moans vibrated against Gwinn's clit, her body tensed as the force of a orchasm pummeled through a body.

Mau's groans of pleasure resonated in time with his, before the three of them tensed with pleasure, all three enjoying the wave of an orgasm that moved through each of their bodies.

Eventually, the three of them collapsed into the hay.

The bodies entwined as finger tips danced over each other's naked skin, accentuating the warm, maffter glow of pleasure.

Eventually, Quinn spoke, asking, now what now?

I drive you ladies to the police station and we put an end to this.

Jake said, with no trace of his youth in his voice, are you sure this will work?

My last her confidence dwindling a little, Oh, it will work.

Worst case scenario, you have to give the car back, and Jake said as he stood.

Now, you ladies get dressed and remember, just go with what I say, he said, pulling his jeans up.

The three of them got dressed and uncovered the car, opening the barn doors.

The Mustang roared with life as the three of them headed toward the police station.

Pulling up outside the steps.

Various offices were strewn around the street and nodded respectably to Jake as he entered the glass doors, followed by melan Quin.

The two ladies eyed each other warily as they walked through the doors, evening, Janet is my dad in, Jake said to the lady on the main reception desk in a very friendly tone.

Meling Quin shot each other with a surprised look, with the mention of Dad.

Of course, just wait a moment, Janet said, picking up the phone and dialing in internal number.

Dad.

Mel whispered to Jake.

Sorry, didn't I mention I'm very well connected.

My dad is the chief of police, Jake said, quietly, without looking at Mel, but grinning wildly.

Oh it must have slipped your mind, Quinn said, glaring at Mew, aware of her natural mistrust of cops.

The door to the side of the desk swung open, and a tall man with a barrel chest walked out, his mustache twitching as he said, Jake, my boy, how can I help you?

His eyes fell onto Melanchoin and instantly recognized him, his expression becoming stern.

Dad, I need to report an incident involving one of your officers, Jake said, his gaze fixed on his father's very well.

The captain said, you better all come through.

The captain's office was decorated with a number of awards, but Gwinn noticed they were mainly for Jake.

Photographs of Jake also decorated the desk this guy obviously doated on his son under Jake said he was well connected.

He ushered two more chairs into the office and asked the three of them to sit down before asking, so, what has happened?

An officer I now know is called Mac came to the shop this afternoon, Dad in a very drunken state.

He tried buying some sex toys with which he was going to fuck his wife into submission.

Jake's gaze dropped momentarily.

Sorry, Dad, that's his words, not mine.

Anyway, his card was declined, and he got aggressive with me, told me to call his ex wife to come and pay for the toys, and he would handcuffer and beat her.

I was worried about him driving in his intoxicated state and what he might do to his ex wife.

I was going to call you, Dad, but he was so agitated and aggressive I thought it might make the situation worse, so I offered to drive him home.

I didn't want to cop losing his license because he was d wy I know that that would be very embarrassing if the press found out.

Jake's gaze turned to stone as he stared his father down.

The veiled threat not unnoticed anyway, the address he gave me turned out to be his ex wife's, not his own.

When we got there, he became very aggressive again, threatening all sorts of things, threatening all sorts of things as he tried to undress himself.

We both managed to subdue him and handcuff him with the cuffs he was threatening his ex wife with.

He eventually agreed to let her have the car in lieu of alimony back payments if she released him and didn't go to the press, but he didn't want me around when she did.

He eventually fell asleep, and she kindly offered to drive me back to the store and she could pick up her friend for protection, and then they could both come back to release Mac.

When we got back to the store, it was obvious that Mac hadn't kept his end of the deal.

They wanted to take me home then deal with the situation, but they'd taught them out of it, saying it would only end up in the press with some sordid headline about a drunken, kinky cop d WI.

They kindly agreed to come back with me to make sure there was no confusion.

Jake finished the silence in the office.

Weighed heavily on all four occupants.

The chief of police eyed him suspiciously, eventually saying, I hope you are going to put that expensive law degree to better use than just this, my son, before opening the office door.

You three get, I'm sure this can be resolved quietly, his gaze never leaving his sons.

Mel couldn't decide if it was disappointment or pride.

Either way, she suspected things were about to get a lot more peaceful.

The evening air seemed lighter as the three of them walked down the steps of the police station.

Eventually, Mail stopped and turned to Jake.

You think this is all situated now, her voice pleading for reassurance.

I do the one thing my father hates more than anything is suppressed digging up bad cop stories, he said confidently.

So can I thank you some more?

Meel ventured Jake blushed again, his eyes drawn to the pavement, and just like that, the young boy was back.

Well maybe a lot good display of that lingerie and those sex toys, he said wistfully.

Deal when she replied, well, I have feeling my dad he's going to be working late here tonight, So what say we all go back to the store and make fullw use of the stock.

Mel turned to quit, New grinned widely before the three of them made their way back to Mel's Mustang and enjoyed her car vibrating to life.

Now, So I hope you enjoyed that little story.

So I look forward to seeing you then.

But until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild wishing you so leacious dreams.

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