Almost three years ago whilst on holiday in Germany I took our hire car when I wasn't insured to drive. I'd had an argument with my husband and only a couple of miles down the road I was stopped by a man, who I thought was a police officer. He had a speed gun and signalled for me to pull in. Fearing the fact I wasn't insured I complied. There was lots of gesturing of which I mistakenly mistook it to mean I was going to be arrested. I saw that he kept on glancing down my top and at my thighs in my short skirt. In an irrational moment I offered him a blow job for him to forget what had just happened. Thinking afterwards I could quickly drive back and no one would be any the wiser. He knew full well what I meant and didn't hessitate to move us into the thick wooded area by the side of the road. Undoing his trousers and lowering them I got my first sight of his impressively large thick cock. Falling to my knees I took his swelling cock into my hands and began to masturbate him. When he shuffled a little I knew what he wanted and took the large bulbous head of his dick into my mouth. Struggling to take his size and knowing how horny I was becoming I stood up turned around and offered him my pussy as I moved my knickers aside. Once again he didn't hessitate, standing up to me as I held onto a tree, slapped my pussy with his cock, before ramming it straight into my wet pussy hole. His thick long shaft filled my c**t and he was soon fucking me like I was a prostitute. I couldn't help myself as he hammered my pussy, I came uncontrollably, shaking violently on his dick. It wasn't much longer when I felt him begin to take longer firmer thrusts, then one last hard thrust and he was filling my pussy.
Taking my knickers off and wiping myself I threw them on the floor, walked to the car and drove back to the hotel where we were staying.
The night after as we walked into a restaurant I saw the same man dressed in traditional German clothing. It turned out he was doing some research work for the local council, as to the speeds of traffic through the area. He in fact was the owner of the restaurant. My husband was amazed when our reasonably substantial bill was paid for by him, but not as amazed as me, when he spoke to us in perfect English.