“You said you didnt want a ticket, dumbass. I already turned off my body cam, so we’re doing this. What did you think I meant by ‘do something’ for me?” He took off his pants and revealed stained underwear. “I meant that instead of having to pay an unfair $85 dollar ticket, you only have to put your nose in my crack. For 85 hours.” He turned around and bent over, kind of obscenely. “That’s 3 and half days. I know I probably should have been more specific, but you said ANYTHING, and when I turned off my body cam the deal was made, unless you to want to explain driving with this dick in your mouth.” He laughed and slapped my face with his hard dick through his underwear. “This might even be an exhausting memorial day weekend for me, I can’t imagine how you’ll feel. Hope you didn’t have to be anywhere. We should probably get started.”
