The Cops Perps Personal Fuck Toy

I stride into the gym, grabbing some weights and pumping iron, sweat already beading on my skin. Footsteps echo behind me—I spin around, and there she is, Rae the Cop, towering in her tight uniform. She lunges, grabbing my collar, growling, "I'm a cop now, perp." My heart races as I smirk. "Did you love what we did last time? Wanna go again?" She bites her lip. "Fuck yeah." I snatch her handcuffs, spin her around, and cuff her wrists tight behind her back. Her police vest unzips like a gift, unleashing those massive, natural tits—full, heavy, nipples hardening in the cool air. I circle behind her, hands roaming greedily over those soft, jiggling globes, squeezing and kneading as she moans. My cock throbs; I yank it free from my shorts, thick and veined. She drops to her knees, mouth watering, and engulfs me in a sloppy, eager blowjob—lips stretching wide, tongue swirling, gagging deep as saliva drips down her chin. "Oh, officer!" I groan, thrusting into her throat. "These cuffs are too tight," she whimpers, eyes pleading. I unlock them, freeing her hands. She wastes no time, spreading out on the weight bench in missionary, legs wide. I rip her pants down—no underwear, just her shaved, dripping pussy begging for it.