...the perp has been apprehended
cars screeching
sirens sounding
sweat dripping
handcuffs clinking
on wrists ready
to be detained
...he's been bad
and he knows this
touching in places
that standard searches envy
...i can tell he has something to hide
and im not crooked cop
so i must uphold the law
i continue searching
Ooooh...
...a weapon has been discovered
massive and destructive
he must be stopped!
i pin him to the ground
sticking my 6inch black pump
in the center of his back
i demand he tell me what i need to know
he's shivering
assuring me that
he hasnt committed any crime
intensely watching my next move
slowly i undo my uniform
its time to show him that
he must
obey
the
law
...its my duty!
now straddled in the backseat of the cop car
in complete ecstasy
his friends would be envious
if they only knew
...its not everyday u get to fuck the police
hands pressed against the glass
breath fogging the tents
suggestive hip gyrations
rock this car
the dispatcher
recording our
deep pants
as i read him his rights...
Miranda right?
yeah... thats what he
moaned as this misdemeanor
slowly became a felony
committing assault and battery
in between my thighs
...he would do extra time for this shit!
i used intimidation to get him to confess
that
this punani was the best
YES!
he did it... again and again and again
with no statue of limitations
he explored every sector
on my body
pin pointing
every distinct location
that would ultimately set me free
ORGASMIC OFFICER DOWN!
way
down
neglecting the 69
creating numbers like 1-8-7
slaughtering the punani like
murder in the first degree
...he would spend more than one night in the hole
still begging and pleading
as slurping seductively continued
hair pulling aggressive continues
and sweat drips from body to body
this is what i call extreme
physical contact
...i am pleased
perpetrator profusely penetrating the punani
until sounds
of orgasmic pleasure had taken place
and the interrogation has ceased
...what a crime scene
yellow crime tape torn
no longer bound to
dominated hands
back seat left wet
from uncontrollable puddles
and the uniform destroyed
i undo his cuffs
releasing his wrists
and i let him off with a warning
...he sits in the back seat
waiting for my number..
i look at him with an intense gaze
rip up his ticket
stick my heel in the center of his chest
and seductively kick him out of the car...
he looks at me as if there will be a part two
NO...
...i drive away
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he's not the only one who enjoys
hit and runs...
but damn...
I needed that!


Mrs. Officer... Miranda Right?