Fake Cop Farmers slut fucks cops truncheon
The sun beat down relentlessly on the small farm as Emma, the buxom farmgirl, tended to her chores. Sweat dripped down her cleavage, highlighting her ample breasts straining against her tight flannel shirt. Her Daisy Dukes hugged her plump ass as she bent over to pick up a bushel of apples.
Suddenly, a squad car screeched to a halt. Out stepped two uniformed officers, eyes immediately drawn to Emma’s seductive curves. She threw them a wink as she sauntered over, hips swaying.
“What can I do for you handsome officers?” Emma asked in a sultry drawl, biting her Lip.
The first cop, a burly man with a salt-and-vinegar mustache, couldn’t take his eyes off her heaving chest. “Ma’am, we’ve had reports ofOperations…going on around here. Animals being rustled, husbandry equipment stolen. Mind if we take a look around?”
Emma smirked. “Oh, why of course! But first, let me take a closer look at that shiny baton of yours…” She reached out to stroke the second cop’s truncheon.
He blushed beet red and stammered, “Mam, th-this is highly inappropriate!”
Emma just laughed, a husky sound. She untied her shirt, letting it fall open to reveal her lacy red bra barely containing her huge tits. “Oh, I think this is more appropriate than you know, Officer. See, I’ve been really…frustrated lately. All alone on this farm. I could really use a home inspection.”
Mustache cop licked his lips. “Well, it IS our duty to inspect every inch of this property, even…private parts.” He smirked.
Emma pounced, mashing her tits against his chest as she planted a hard kiss on him. Truncheon cop looked on speechless as she enjoyed the other cop’s tongue.
Breaking away, Emma looked to Truncheon. “How about you, Officer? I bet you’ve got a big one in that holster, don’t you?” She dropped to her knees, fumbling with his fly.
“Wait, Mam, we shouldn’t- AHHH!” He gasped as Emma freed his already hardening cock. She spit on it and stroked firmly. “Well, will you look at that. It’s pretty fucking big!”
Truncheon cop reddened. “Please Mam, I’m trying to be a good cop- ohhh fuck that feels nice…” Emma took him into her mouth, slurping eagerly, letting her skilled tongue swirl around his thick cockhead.
Mustache cop stepped forward. “Well if you’re determined to corrupt my partner, the least I can do is search you for contraband.” He squeezed her tits roughly.
Emma moaned around Truncheon’s cock, never relenting sucking. Mustache cop unzipped her shorts and jammed a thick finger into her panties. “Fuck, you’re dripping wet! I think I found something illegal right here…”
He shoved her up against the farmhouse wall, yanking her shorts down. Emma released Truncheon with a wet slurp and turned to face the wall, presenting her soaked pussy to him. “Come on boys, give me something good to remember you by!”
Mustache cop unzipped his fly, revealing a huge veiny cock. Emma cried out as he thrust hard into her, filling her tight cunt completely. Weeping in ecstasy, she launched back on Truncheon’s cock, swallowing him to the hilt again.
“Oh fuck, we shouldn’t be…oh god you’re good!” Truncheon babbled with each bob of Emma’s head. Mustache cop grunted, pounding her hard from behind. “Shake that fat ass, bitch! Take this cock!”
Emma squealed appreciatively, impaled at both ends. She loved the shame on Truncheon’s face as he fucked her mouth with abandon, his cock pulsing. “That’s it, give me your cum, baby!”
Truncheon groaned whorishly, flooding Emma’s mouth with pulses of hot spunk. She swallowed around him as he came in hard throbs. Mustache cop grunted, slamming into her quivering cunt, causing her to scream girlishly as he filled her with load after load.
Pulling out, Mustache cop smacked Emma’s ass. Her pussy gaped and dripped with cum. “We better get going…before we get REAL naughty.” Emma just giggled as she pulled her shorts up, cum leaking down her legs.
“See you boys on future inspections!” She called after them as they beat a hasty retreat, no closer to solving the farm’s problems…except Emma’s pent-up libido.
