Captured Cop Part One Full - The Bitch in Blue Gets Collared and Cuffed With Her Pussy Stuffed and Is Left to Cum With Her Own Panties in Her Mouth with Portia Everly - 1080
Portia Everly, a sultry and seductive police officer, pulls over a scruffy-looking man on the side of the road. She saunters up to his car, her badge glinting in the sunlight as she leans down to inspect his license. Her breasts press against the glass, and she smirks, daring him to look.
As she steps back, her eyes flicker down to his crotch. A smirk crosses her face, and she knows she has him right where she wants him. She slides her hand into her pocket, feeling the cold metal of the handcuffs.
"Do you know how fast you were going, sweetheart?" she asks, her voice dripping with honey. He shakes his head, trying to maintain eye contact. But it's no use. His gaze keeps drifting down to her ample cleavage.
In one swift move, she yanks him out of the car and slams him against the hood. He gasps as she presses her body against him, trapping him between her firm breasts and hot body.
"You're under arrest," she growls, flipping her badge around so he can see it. His heart races as she cuffs one wrist, then the other, pulling them behind his back. She laughs as he struggles, enjoying the power she has over him.
She pushes him roughly to the ground and kneels over him, her weight crushing him. Her other hand reaches down, slipping inside his pants without warning. He gasps again as she begins to stroke him through his boxers, her fingers teasing and taunting him.
"That's a pretty little cock you've got there," she purrs, leaning in closer. Her lips brush against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "I think I'm going to have some fun with it before I take you in."
Without warning, she stands up and kicks him hard in the stomach, sending him flying. He lands on the ground, gasping for air, as she struts back to her car. She yanks open the door, revealing a pile of women's panties on the seat.
"These are for you, sweetheart," she calls over her shoulder. "Make sure you clean up before I get back."
Crouching down, she grabs his head and shoves the panties into his mouth, pressing them against his lips. "And remember," she growls, "these are for your own pleasure. I'll be back to collect them when I'm good and ready."
With that, she slams the door shut, leaving him alone in the dirt, his mouth stuffed with her scent, and his mind reeling with the image of her towering over him, a smirk on her face.
