The black car shook according to König's thrusts, fast and deep. The fogged up windows hid you; you were in the sky, seeing stars. His rapid breathing tickled the back of his neck, his head hurt when his big fingers pulled his hair hard. His body was hot, like the deepest hell. The large, rough hand began to travel down your stomach, sending a slight chill through your stomach. The deep voice whispers absurd things in your ear, driving you completely crazy. You were about to release all the pleasure he gave you, König was no different; The moans began to come frequently, and sometimes her body gave small spasms.

You both got scared when you heard three knocks on the glass, your eyes widened when you saw a police officer standing next to you. König whispered a small curse before pulling out of you; Without strength you just threw yourself on the bench. You were quickly dressed again. You didn't have the courage to say anything at all, the shame wouldn't let you. You were so distracted, thinking about the pleasure you were feeling minutes ago; But came back to reality after feeling König's hand go under her skirt. Slowly caressing your weak spot, you shivered when you heard the police officer calling you. And right after asking if you were okay.