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“Oh no…” she pretends to pout. “I hope the punishment isn’t too harsh.”

She’s putting on the most helpless and pitiful act she can. It’s corny as fuck, but what porn isn’t? Porn isn’t known for its acting.

I hook her wrist in the handcuffs and cradle her jaw in my hand, pulling it up so my lips are at her ear.

“You’re being arrested for being too fucking sexy. You have the right to remain silent”—and then I pull her away—“but that might be ahardchallenge!” I scream, and the crowd hollers.

I pull her off the stage and push her up against a metal table with random costumes pieces scattered on it.

“So you want to be bad, do you?” I say as I grind into her ass while bending her over and undoing the handcuffs.

“Ahh!”

She pushes back up against me, and my cock pulsates. Turning around, she cups my dick and starts to stroke it over my pants.

“So bad…I even want to fuck the police,” she spits out and then plunges toward me, rocking me back and kisses me forcefully.

“Are you N.W.A or a robber?” I laugh, loving to break out of character with her.

“I don’t know. Maybe if you strip search me, you’ll find out,” she smirks, and her expression fills with lust.

I can tell she’s having a blast, and so am I.

I grab her wrists, pinning them behind her back, and I linger over her pink lips.

“Turn around and spread your legs.”

Her eyes widen, and she hurries around to place her hands on the table, spreading her legs and poking her ass out at me.

“Do you have any sharp objects on your person?”

I wrap my hands around her right ankle and start to make my way up her calves, her thighs, making sure to search every inch of her body.

“Not yet,” she sighs out.

“Are you hiding anything in your…” I dip a finger in her slit, “cavities?”

She falls forward, balancing herself with her arms on the table.

“I’m not hiding anything, Officer,” she says through heavy breaths.

I begin to lightly tease her clit with my other hand, and her hips buck up against me, swaying to my pace.

“Do youlikebeing searched by the police?”

“Yes…” her body shudders. “But I want that thick, hard rod of yours only.”

“Is that how you’ll learn your lesson?” I murmur against her neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin.

“I want my punishment. Fuck. Me. Mr. Policeman.”

I hit her G-spot with my fingers, again and again, making her body still and shatter around me. And before she can catch her breath, I turn her around and lay her down on the table, hurling her legs over my shoulders.

I unbutton my pants, releasing my dick and ramming into her.

“Ahh, fuck! Mysti!”

“Yes, Brendon. Fuck me! Fuck me!” she screams.

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