Indian Police Handcuff Desi Poor Girl Because of Her Big Ass !

The sprawling city of Mumbai, known for its colorful Bollywood industry and towering skyscrapers, was experiencing another ordinary day. The sun beat down mercilessly on the bustling streets, with the cacophony of car horns and merchants hawking their wares infiltrating every nook and cranny. Amidst this chaos, the local police were keeping a constant vigil, ensuring the safety and security of the residents.

PC Divya, a young and ambitious constable, was patrolling the narrow alleyways of the subgroups. With her short stature and petite frame, she looked rather diminutive in her crisp, well-ironed uniform. However, her fiery determination and no-nonsense attitude more than made up for her lack of size.

As Divya turned into a particularly dark and uninhabited lane, she heard a muffled cry for help. Dashing towards the sound, she found herself face-to-face with a horrifying sight. A young woman, barely out of her teens, was pinned against the wall by a burly, lecherous-looking man. The girl’s sari was in disarray, exposing her smooth, fair skin. Her face was etched with fear, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

With a swiftness that belied her size, Divya sprang into action. She tackled the man with all her strength, knocking him off balance. They grappled with each other, exchanging blows, until Divya managed to subdue the pervert and haul him to his feet.

“Papaji, what’s going on here?” Divya demanded, her eyes narrowing with suspicion. The man stammered and mumbled, refusing to give a coherent answer. Meanwhile, the girl huddled in the corner, trembling uncontrollably.

Divya turned her attention to the girl, trying to reassure her. “Beta, don’t worry. You’re safe now. I won’t let anyone hurt you.” She helped the girl to her feet, gently guiding her towards the main street.

As they emerged into the light, Divya’s eyes widened in shock. The girl was carrying a bulging backpack, and as she walked, her rounded, shapely bottom swayed from side to side, the curves visible even through her traditional attire. Divya felt a surge of excitement course through her body, and she licked her lips involuntarily.

With a smirk, Divya decided to take matters into her own hands. She dragged the girl towards a secluded parking lot, away from prying eyes. Once inside a police van, Divya locked the door and turned to face her captive.

“Beta,” she began, her voice low and seductive. “I’ve been watching you. I know you’re hiding something in that backpack.” The girl looked up at Divya with big, frightened eyes.

“N-No, madam. I’m just carrying some personal belongings,” she stammered. But Divya wasn’t convinced. She reached out and grabbed the girl’s wrist, twisting it painfully.

“Don’t lie to me, you little slut. I bet you’re smuggling something valuable. And if I find out what it is, you’ll be in serious trouble.”

The girl whimpered and squirmed, trying to escape Divya’s grasp. But the constable was stronger, and she forced the girl to strip down to her undergarments. As she did, Divya couldn’t help but admire the girl’s toned body, her perky breasts and the way her panties clung to her magnificent ass.

Divya’s desire was growing by the second, and she couldn’t control herself any longer. She reached out and grabbed the girl’s ass, squeezing it roughly. The girl let out a yelp of pain, but Divya just laughed.

“Mmm, I always knew you had a nice ass, you little bitch,” Divya purred. “But I never imagined you’d be such a stuck-up prude.”

The girl’s eyes filled with tears as Divya groped and pinched her sensitive flesh. “Please, madam, don’t do this!” she begged. “I’ll do anything you want, just let me go!”

Divya’s mind raced with naughty thoughts of what she could do to the helpless girl. She decided to teach her a lesson she’d never forget. She handcuffed the girl’s wrists behind her back and pushed her face-first against the wall of the van.

“You want to play the innocent little virgin?” Divya sneered as she pulled the girl’s panties down. “Well, I’m going to show you what happens to dirty little whores like you.”

With that, Divya dropped to her knees and began to lick and kiss the girl’s most intimate areas. The girl screamed and struggled, but Divya just held her tighter, lavishing her with wickedly delightful attention. She slid a finger deep into the girl’s tight little holes, feeling her throbbing walls clench around the intrusion.

“That’s it, you dirty slut,” Divya groaned, her voice thick with arousal. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight. Until you beg me for more. Until you’re a ripe, juicy bitch in heat, desperate for me to fill you to the brim.”

The girl continued to protest and writhe, but her body couldn’t hide her true desires. She was wet and ready for Divya, and the constable wasted no time in plunging her rigid, swollen cock deep inside the girl’s sopping wet folds.

“Oh fuck!” the girl cried out, her voice muffled against the wall of the van. “It’s so big! It’s stretching me! I can’t take it!”

But take it she did. Divya set a brutal pace, fucking the girl with wild abandon. Her huge mounds bounced and swayed with every thrust, and the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air.

“Take it, you dirty little whore!” Divya hissed, her mouth delighted and hungry for more. “Take it all, like the filthy slut you are!”

The girl could only moan and groan in response, overwhelmed by the powerful waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Divya fucked her like an animal, pounding into her mercilessly, until the girl’s screams escalated to a fever pitch.

“I’m coming!” she shrieked, her eyes rolling back in her head. “Oh god, I’m coming so hard! Fuck me, fuck me!”

Divya obliged, slamming into her even harder and faster. The girl’s pussy clenched and spasmed around her cock, milking it for all it was worth. With a roar of triumph, Divya buried herself as deep as she could, flooding the girl’s insides with her hot, churning seed.

The girl collapsed to the floor of the van, gasping and panting. Divya stood over her, tucking her spent cock back into her pants. She looked down at the girl’s naked, trembling form and smirked with satisfaction.

“You’re welcome, beta,” Divya purred. “I hope this will teach you to behave yourself from now on. And if you ever need some extra… attention… you know where to find me.”

With that, Divya unlocked the van and strolled away, leaving the girl to her thoughts. As she walked back to her patrol duties, Divya felt a deep sense of contentment wash over her. It was good to be a police officer, she thought. Not only did she get to protect and serve the people of Mumbai, but she had the power and authority to mete out justice as she saw fit. And sometimes, justice needed to be served with a thick, veiny cock, hard and ready to pummel the naughty young things who dared to misbehave.