All characters are over 18+
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A four days had passed since Martin had starred in his own incest porn movie for the billionaire Howard Goldburg. He didn't stay long at his home once Lula had called him two days after to inform him of an opening at Johns Hopkins. Once she had informed him, Martin moved in a blur as he packed his car. With the money he had earned burning a hole in his wallet. He was planning on buying a new car once he got to Boston, along with an apartment close to the school. However, once he had arrived at the school he was surprised to find Lula waiting for him at the entrance.
"Hello Martin," Lula said waving at him as the climbed the granite steps. "Mr. Goldburg sends his regards that he couldn't be here in person, some unfortunate matters came up," she said her eyes running down his body. Her mouth watered, recounting the time when she had that monster of his in her mouth. "Well, come along, we shouldn't keep the Dean waiting," Lula said looping her arm around his.
"See? Mr. Goldburg always upholds his deals," Lula said as they exited the main entrance of the school an hour later. Her silver framed wire glasses slid down the bridge of her nose as her flaming red hair hid her blushing cheeks as they walked down the steps. Taking Martin by the hand as they came to his rundown rusted out car. "Listen, I know you just got here, but I've already looked at a condo for you. If you'd like, I can take you there now," Lula said eyeing the empty passenger seat.
"Sure, thank you, I wouldn't know the first place to start," Martin said bashfully rubbing the back of his neck.
"Good," Lula whispered into his ear, "Everything you need for film making is already there so you needn't worry," she said kissing him lightly on his cheek before walking around the front of his car.
"Take a left up here," Lula said pointing to the stop light before resting her hand on his lap. "Martin, I don't have to be back in California until tomorrow and I can't stop thinking about this cock," she said as she rubbed his groin. "You were interested in fucking me...I hope you still are," Lula whispered lustfully into his ear.
"Yeah," Martin muttered as his grip turned deadly white as they sped down the city streets of Boston.
"Good, then you won't object to this," Lula said sneakily as she unzipped his fly. "Take a right at the next light and then straight on for four miles, you'll see the building before we'll get there," she said smirking devilishly as she grasped his soft member. "What's wrong Martin? Surely, some teenage slut has jacked you off while you've driven before haven't they?" Lula asked as her tongue flickered out teasing his earlobe.
"No," Martin said weakly shaking his head.
"Oh, then let me be the first to give you road head," Lula said unbuckling herself, wondering if she'll have enough time to get him off before they reached the condo tower. "God Martin, I just can't get over the size of this thing," Lula purred as she ran her lips down side of his cock. "I can't wait for you to fuck me with this beast," she said before devouring his stout rod.
"Oh, fuck," Martin moaned trying to keep his attention focused on the road and not on the wonderful sensations of Lula's skillful tongue.
"You better fucking cum in my mouth Martin," Lula growled teasingly as she winked up at him.
"If you keep sucking my cock like that, you'll have all the cum you can handle," Martin said breathing heavily as he pulled to a stop as the stoplight turned red. A chill of fear crept up his spine as a female police officer pulled up beside his passenger door. Martin was frozen fear as Lula showed off his cock to the female officer, who looked on in shock awe as her sunglasses slipped from the bridge of her nose as her mouth hung agape. Martin's heart fluttered in relief as the light turned green hoping he wasn't going to jail for indecent exposure. His mind breathed out a sigh as they got a block away only to have his fears come to life as the siren and lights flashed behind him.
"Pull in there," Lula said pointing to the parking garage. "Park there," she said mischievously pointing to the darkest corner of the parking structure. "Here let me put this back in," Lula said impishly as she place his hard cock back into his pants. Killing his engine, Martin waited with trepidation as he watched the officer approaching from his side view mirror.
"License and registration," the female officer asked as Martin rolled down his window. Martin fumbled with his glove box as Lula caressed the outline of his cock. "Do you know why I stopped you?" she asked as Martin handed her the two cards.
"No," Martin said weakly looking over that the officer. He caught the hints of her cocoa butter lotion that drifted of her caramel skin.
"Sir, I need you to step out of the vehicle," she said backing to the rear of the car, looking around ensuring they hadn't garnered any unwanted interest. Glad that she had the wherewithal to shut off her lights to keep that corner as dark as she could. "Turn around and put your hands on the trunk," she said smirking at Martin's nervousness. "Do you have any weapons, drugs, anything sharp that will poke me?" she asked as she started to pat Martin down shaking his head that he didn't. Starting from his shoulders, down his arms, his back, his chest, his left leg, Martin took a dry swallow as her hand ran down the length of his eleven inch cock. "I asked if you had a weapon on you!" she said spinning Martin around her body only inches away from his.
"Then what is this?!" she asked as she squeezed his cock.
"That's me," Martin said bashfully looking away.
"This thing can't be you it's too long and hard to be a cock," she said her lush lips curled into a smile at his nod. "Then I'm going to need you to remove these pants to show me that it isn't a weapon." Martin sighed yet he wasn't about to spend a night in a strange cities jail.
"See," Martin said letting go of his pants looking down at his protruding phallus.
"Oh, my," she gasped fanning her face as she came face to face with his monster. "Well, Mr. Strawter I did ask if you had anything on you that could poke me," she said as her gun belt dropped onto her hood. "It seems I'm going to have to teach you on better ways to listen to an officer's orders," she purred as her hand gripped his cock lightly. "Come with me Mr. Strawter, we will discuss this in the back of my squad car," she said leading Martin by his cock as his mother once had done.