Devon Lee – Tits On Patrol – Brazzers
Title: “Tits on Patrol: Devon Lee’s Lewd Law Enforcement”
Officer Devon Lee cruised down the streets in her sleek police cruiser, blue and red lights flashing. The busty blonde MILF was on patrol, but her mission wasn’t exactly by the book. No, Devon had a reputation – one that involved more than just writing tickets and giving warnings.
Donning the classic law enforcement uniform – a tight, short skirt that hugged her ample curves and a crisp white shirt straining against her ample bosom – Devon drove through the town’s seedier neighborhoods. It wasn’t long before she spotted her first target – a scrawny, pimple-faced teenager skateboarding on the sidewalk, his baggy jeans hanging low.
Flashing her lights and pulling over, Devon stepped out of the cruiser, her hips swaying seductively. The teenage boy’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of the curvaceous cop. “Is there a problem, officer?” he asked nervously.
Devon smirked, her red lips curling into a knowing grin. “That depends,” she purred, leaning in close. “Have you been a bad boy?”
The boy gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “I, uh, don’t know what you mean,” he stammered.
Devon chuckled, her voice low and sultry. “Come on, handsome. I’ve seen you around before. Always skatin’ on the sidewalk, rackin’ up noise complaints. I’m thinkin’ you might need a different kind of punishment.”
She stepped closer, her breasts brushing against the boy’s arm. He shuddered, his breathing growing shallow. “I, um, I…”
“Shh,” Devon hushed him, placing a finger to his lips. “Why don’t we take this somewhere more private? I’ve got just the place.”
Guiding the now-trembling teen to the back of the cruiser, Devon popped open the trunk, revealing a plush, velvet interior. “After you,” she said, gesturing for him to climb inside.
As the boy lay back on the soft upholstery, Devon closed the trunk, pitching them into darkness. The air was thick with anticipation, the boy’s ragged breaths echoing in the tight space.
Suddenly, a dim red light illuminated the interior, casting Devon’s curvaceous silhouette against the walls. She climbed in, straddling the boy’s narrow hips, her skintight skirt riding up her thick thighs. “Now then,” she breathed, her hands roaming over his chest. “Let’s see if we can’t teach you a lesson…”
As Devon began to work, the boy moaned, his hips bucking urgently against her. She grinned wickedly, giving him exactly what he wanted. “Fuck,” he gasped, his fingers digging into her hips. “I’ve never… I mean… holy shit…”
Devon only laughed, grinding down harder, her breathy moans filling the cramped space. The teen’s body tensed, his cock pulsing hard between her expertly clenched thighs.
“You gonna cum for me, baby?” Devon murmured, her voice husky with arousal. “Gonna make a big mess in your tight little Boxer Undies?”
The boy’s eyes rolled back, his hips spasming uncontrollably as he spilled his milky load. Devon moaned, her own climax washing over her as she worked the teen through every last throb and pulse.
Finally, she collapsed against his chest, both their chests heaving with exertion. “Well, well, well,” she purred, nuzzling his neck. “I’d say you’ve been a very good boy today.”
Easing off the boy’s spent body, Devon stood, straightening her disheveled uniform. She smiled at him again, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Same time tomorrow, handsome?”
With a final wink, she snapped the trunk closed, leaving the blissed-out boy alone with his thoughts. Devon straightened her own uniform and headed back to the driver’s side, a satisfied smirk on her lips.
As she pulled away, another potential “patrol” caught her eye – an older man weed-whacking his lawn, his junk clearly visible through his stained boxers. Devon licked her lips, her pussy already throbbing with anticipation.
Looks like it was going to be a long, delicious night…
