Officer Jenna pulled the black-and-white onto the shoulder behind the beat-up truck. Her uniform hugged her tits and ass tight after a long shift, badge glinting under the red-and-blue lights. She strode up to the driver’s window, boots crunching gravel. “License and registration. Now.”
The guy behind the wheel was built, arms thick, eyes dark as he handed them over. “You always this bossy, cop girl?”
Jenna glanced at the papers, then at the bulge already swelling in his jeans. “Step out of the vehicle. Hands on the hood.”
He obeyed, slow and cocky. She kicked his feet apart and started the frisk, palms sliding down his chest, over his stomach, straight to his crotch. She grabbed the hard length through the denim and squeezed. “What the fuck is this? Concealed weapon?”
“Only if you want it,” he growled.
Jenna didn’t hesitate.
She yanked his zipper down, reached in, and hauled out a thick, veiny cock already leaking at the tip. “Jesus, you’re packing.” She stroked him rough and fast, thumb smearing the precum around the head. “Don’t move.”
She dropped to her knees right there on the roadside, gravel biting into her knees, and sucked him deep. No teasing, just wet, sloppy mouth taking every inch until her nose hit his stomach. He groaned and thrust forward, fucking her throat while she gagged and drooled down his balls. Spit ran down her chin onto her uniform shirt.
“Fuck, cop girl, that mouth is filthy,” he said, fisting her hair.
She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. “Shut up and get in the back of the cruiser.”
They moved fast. She shoved him into the back seat, climbed in after, and straddled him. Skirt hiked up, panties shoved aside, she sank down on that fat dick in one hard drop. Her cunt stretched wide, dripping wet and tight around him. “Goddamn, you’re big,” she hissed, riding him rough, ass slapping against his thighs.
He grabbed her hips and slammed up to meet her, pounding her pussy while she clawed at his shoulders. The car rocked with every thrust. Jenna reached between them and rubbed her clit hard, juices coating his cock and balls. “Harder, you fucker. Make me come.”
He flipped her onto her back on the seat, hooked her knees over his elbows, and drilled her deep. The wet sounds of her cunt getting wrecked filled the car. She moaned loud and dirty, “Yeah, fuck that cop pussy. Fill it up.”
Jenna came first, cunt clamping down, squirting around his shaft while she cursed and shook. He kept pounding through it, then pulled out, flipped her onto all fours, and shoved back in from behind. One hand fisted her hair, the other slapped her ass red. “Take it, you dirty cop slut.”
He fucked her like a machine, balls slapping her clit until she came again, screaming into the seat. Then he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded, thick ropes of cum flooding her pussy and leaking out around his cock.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, sweat and cum everywhere. Jenna finally pulled off, cum running down her thighs, and smirked over her shoulder. “You’re getting a warning this time. Next time I might have to cuff you and ride that dick all night.”
