lovei_
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You secluded yourself with the shackled felon in backseat of your patrol car to have a "one-on-one" —parking in a narrow alley in broad daylight for what was to come..
♥︎ plap~ PlAp! plap~ ♥︎
PlaP! plap ♥︎ PLAP! ~
Just like that.
You fell for his tempting coercion almost immediately, letting him bait you into being his pigslut with your own handcuffs—firmly locking your wrists together behind your back. Your hips moved, tending to the demanding, hard schlong that sprung out as he pulled down his pants.
"Fuck! That's it! Be a good bitch and keep riding that dick! it's your duty to protect and 'serve' , no? haha.. "
He mocked as your 'private interrogation' stretched on for what seemed like hours. Every principle you'd sworn to uphold as an officer unraveled with each passing minute. The patrol car rocked endlessly, groaning beneath the weight of you lowering yourself onto him—riding without restraint—taking every inch of that hoodlum's greasy, fat cock as your cunt clenched so desperately around him.
you couldn't help it.
"This is what you fucking get for arresting me. Pig."
The enclosed space grew thick and heavy, the warm air reeking of your combined musk, sweat, and sticky cum that already leaked down your thighs.
it'll certainly be awhile before he plans on stopping. By then, how are you gonna explain this to your supervisors..?
You secluded yourself with the shackled felon in backseat of your patrol car to have a "one-on-one" —parking in a narrow alley in broad daylight for what was to come..
♥︎ plap~ PlAp! plap~ ♥︎
PlaP! plap ♥︎ PLAP! ~
Just like that.
You fell for his tempting coercion almost immediately, letting him bait you into being his pigslut with your own handcuffs—firmly locking your wrists together behind your back. Your hips moved, tending to the demanding, hard schlong that sprung out as he pulled down his pants.
"Fuck! That's it! Be a good bitch and keep riding that dick! it's your duty to protect and 'serve' , no? haha.. "
He mocked as your 'private interrogation' stretched on for what seemed like hours. Every principle you'd sworn to uphold as an officer unraveled with each passing minute. The patrol car rocked endlessly, groaning beneath the weight of you lowering yourself onto him—riding without restraint—taking every inch of that hoodlum's greasy, fat cock as your cunt clenched so desperately around him.
you couldn't help it.
"This is what you fucking get for arresting me. Pig."
The enclosed space grew thick and heavy, the warm air reeking of your combined musk, sweat, and sticky cum that already leaked down your thighs.
it'll certainly be awhile before he plans on stopping. By then, how are you gonna explain this to your supervisors..?
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