ROAD TRIP-SHERIFF-AU

Maya glanced at the clock on the Jeep dashboard and groaned. They were running late on their way back to Poughkeepsie, NY. Riley told her not to worry, they would be OK.

As they drove, Maya noticed a sign for a rest stop and decided to pull over. She signaled and slowed down, pulling off the highway and onto the gravel shoulder. Riley looked at her questioningly, but Maya just shook her head and pointed to the sign.

"I need to stretch my legs," she said, unbuckling her seatbelt. Riley nodded and followed her out of the car, stretching her own legs as she looked around. They were in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees and nothing else. Maya walked a few feet away and leaned against a tree, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Riley watched her for a moment, then turned to look behind them. Her eyes widened as she saw a Dutchess County Sheriff's Department vehicle, with its blue and red lights flashing. "What the fuck?" she muttered, turning to Maya.

Maya opened her eyes and followed Riley's gaze, her heart sinking as she saw the sheriff's car. She knew that they were in trouble, and she felt a wave of panic wash over her. The sheriff approached the car, his hand on his gun as he looked at the two women. Maya raised her hands in surrender, her mind racing as she tried to think of a way to explain their presence.

"What are you doing here?" the sheriff asked, his voice stern. Maya licked her lips, trying to think of a way to explain their situation. "We were just stretching our legs," she said, her voice shaking. "We're on our way to Poughkeepsie, NY." The sheriff raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing. "I see," he said, his voice dripping with skepticism. "And what are you doing with this car?"

Maya glanced at Riley, then back at the sheriff. "It's a company-owned vehicle," she said, her voice stronger now. "We work for Minkus International." The sheriff looked at them for a long moment, then nodded. "Alright," he said, his voice softening. "I'm going to need to see some identification." Maya and Riley exchanged a glance, then Riley reached into the car and grabbed their licenses. They handed them to the sheriff, who examined them carefully.

"Thank you," he said, handing them back. "I'm going to need to run a check on the vehicle, just to make sure everything is in order." Maya nodded, her heart racing as the sheriff walked back to his car. She watched as he ran the plates, then turned to Riley. "What's going on?" she asked, her voice trembling. Riley shook her head, her eyes wide. "I don't know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I have a bad feeling about this."

Maya nodded, her mind racing as she tried to think of a way out of their situation. She knew that they were in trouble, and she didn't know how to get out of it. The sheriff returned a few minutes later, his face serious. "I have some bad news," he said, his voice grim. "This vehicle has been reported stolen." Maya and Riley exchanged a glance, their eyes wide with shock. They couldn't believe what they were hearing.

"What do you mean, stolen?" Maya asked, her voice shaking. The sheriff sighed. "I mean that someone reported this vehicle as stolen," he said, his voice gentle. "And I'm going to have to take you both into custody until we can sort this out." Maya felt a wave of panic wash over her as the sheriff handcuffed them and led them to the back of his car.

As they drove away, Maya couldn't help but think about what was going to happen next. She knew that they were in for a long night, and she didn't know if they were going to make it out alive. But as they pulled up to the station, Maya couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. She knew that they were in good hands, and she hoped that everything was going to be okay.

The sheriff led them into the station. Maya and Riley followed him, their hands cuffed behind their backs. They noticed that there was no one else in the station. The Sheriff returned to them and took them into a open room. He smiled at them and told them he would let them go, if they stripped naked and suck his cock and lick his ass. Both girls eyes grew big and looked a each other, then at the sheriff, who was starting to unbuckle his gun belt, then unzip his pants.

He pulled out the handcuff key, then let his pants fall to the floor. He uncuffed them both and told them to strip each other. They stared at him for a moment and he loudly repeated "Strip!" They quickly stripped down each other to their heels. He told them to leave them on, it aroused him. Not knowing their names, he just called them by their hair color.

He sat down in a chair and started to stroke his cock. When it started to become erect, he told the brunette to get on her knees and start sucking. Riley obeyed and started to suck his cock. He looked at the blond and told her to get on her knees and start licking the brunette's ass. Maya obeyed and started licking Riley's ass, causing Riley to become aroused.

The sheriff looked at Maya and told her to start fingering her pussy too, as she tongue-fucked Riley's asshole, causing her to become more aroused too. Soon all three were moaning. Riley licked his balls too, and he was so close to filling her mouth with his cum. She returned to sucking his cock and he did fill her mouth with his cum, telling her to swallow all of it.

He told the blond to stop what she was doing and to kiss the brunette and swallow some of his cum too. Maya and Riley kissed and shared his cum, both swallowing as much as they could. When they were done, he told the blond to come and lick him clean. When Maya was done, he dressed himself, and told them they were free to go and he would take them back to their Jeep. But he didn't let them dress. He kept them naked.

When they got to their Jeep, he handed the blond the keys to the Jeep and watched them unlock it. Then he drove away, not letting them have their clothes back. Leaving them still naked.

WRITTEN FOR A REQUEST FROM GUEST JULES