CD Dalila Jones - The pros and cons to hitch-hiking

The young cop pretended to be interested in why I was stranded. I made up a story, but it didn't matter what I was saying, because he was admiring me so intently I don't think he could hear. I saw the bulge in his pants beginning to bulge even more and the thought of me turning him on made my own cock throb, again lifting my skirt up. I glanced over to make sure the Sheriff didn't notice but his eyes were locked on the front of my skirt and his hand was caressing his own bulge. He suddenly snapped out of his trance and hopped out of the car. I held my purse so it blocked the view of my full erection.

"He…she checks out fine," the Sheriff said accenting the word fine, "we can give you a ride up to the city limits and you can take a bus from that point on. You don't mind if I check you for any illegal contraband or weapons do you?"
"Not at all officer" I said as I batted my long lashes in an innocent tease and assumed the position against the hood of the car, pushing my ass out just a little farther than expected. The Sheriff began to pat me down, or rather I should say that he began to pet me down, since most of the places he was petting I wouldn't have been able to conceal any weapons, besides the weapon of mass distraction I was concealing under my skirt. With a final little squeeze to my ass he opened the back door and told me to get in. Just in time before the first drops of rain splashed against the windshield.
The first two miles in the police car were completely silent. My cock was still hard from being molested by the Sheriff before I got in the car, so I discreetly grasped it with my hand, noticing the tip was wet with pre-cum, I wiped it onto my fingertip and licked it off of my french manicured fingernail, mmmmmmm, so sweet! We suddenly pulled off onto a dirt road that was quickly becoming a mud road from the downpour of rain.
"Is this a short cut?" I joked, breaking the silence….Still more silence. Neither of them even acknowledged I had spoken. After a few moments the Sheriff parked the car with his headlights shining on an old shed at the end of the road.