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"The Sexcapades of JustHer"
Chapter 8: New Form of Interrogation
The Muskoka Police Department. This is where the lowest scum became locked and imprisoned for as time shall stand. Whatever it was murderers, tax cheats, arsonists, or floozies, they we're there. Meanwhile, there happened to be the most quietest place all of police stations else where. The interrogation room. The only part of the Muskoka Police department where the criminals answer up to confess, or perhaps the place where the finest strip searches are held accountable. There happened to be two police officers who had appeared in the shadow. One of them happened to be a ex-male supermodel and another one had sported a traditional cowboy hat. Perhaps, they were none other than Justin and Geoff. No one would ever figured out that they would turn out to be one of the finest, yet hottest police officers ever to step foot in the police academy. They were now in their mid-twenties. They had it all, the looks, the killer intensity, the eagle eye vision, and not to mention they we're the only two attractive males in the entire force. It was just another day in the office. Justin and Geoff were busy looking at some files of today's criminals that they busted. It was just an excruiciating line of criminals, which just happened to be a line of prostitutes who became part of a sex/drug-ring operation made by Alejandro. Which was the biggest bust that they made so far. "Okay, send in the floozies..." Justin shouted as one of the officers, who looked pretty much like Carl Winslow, opened up the door which lined up only 7 prostitutes who were a part of that bust. Some of those prostitutes weren't exactly good looking because of the lines of cocaine that they had on their faces, but there soon turned out to be a certain Asian beauty lined up in the last of that formation. Justin's blue eyes soon turned to stun when he saw her. That long stream of beautiful black hair that went all the way down to her lower back, that breathless black eyes that she possessed, and those lips...whoa...those lips would melt a guy's heart right inside. Justin was just fixated at her. How can a woman so drop dead gorgeous work for Alejandro in some sexual drug ring when she could be like a Playboy playmate or swimsuit model. His heart just couldn't take it. "I like number 7. I think he may really know the whereabouts to Alejandro..." Justin said right to Geoff as the one0time party boy had approached the microphone. "Okay...can number 7 take a step forward? The rest of you all step back." With Geoff's words, the beautiful Asian floozy went right into the interrogation room where she now met up with those two officers. Geoff looked right back at the prositutes. "Okay...that's all. Go to your jail cells immediately." replied Geoff as the Carl Winslow-lookalike cop had escorted the rest of the prostitutes out. Justin and Geoff now took their focus on the Asian floozy. She was decked out in a mahogany halter top and just had those tight hot pants on her that molded to her fine ass. "Okay, tell us your name, ma'am." Justin said to her as he closed the blinds. "I'm what they call Queen Bee, but most of my friends call me Heather." she said to the handsome Hawaiian cop. Geoff held up a light that saw her shadow and approached her as well. "Okay...little lady. You've got a lot of explaining to do..." Justin warned her quite carefully as she sat beside her."We won't want any trouble, we just here to ask you a few questions about the whereabouts of Alejandro Burromuerto, your boss." Heather just decided to pretend she never knew a thing. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I have no clue where Alejandro is hiding at." Justin and Geoff both took this to interesting ponder. "Looks like she's just stalling. A lie just to clear Alejandro's name for no sudden reason. I'd be careful if I was her, Justin..." Geoff replied as he stood back up. Justin then looked at him with sudden reason. And then right back to Heather. "Heather...just that I'm not such an insensitive person. But that sweat on your precious face means that something's actually up with your boss. We are gonna take it easy on you, however...so why don't you be a good little girl and tell us where Alejandro is hiding out. Or we'll just have to take drastic measures." Justin spoke to her as he was slowly starting to unbutton. Heather just took a light blush as him slightly, but she wasn't going without a fight. "I'm sorry. But as much as I would love to tell the rest of you where my boss is...I just couldn't do that. I'll take any form of discipline that you guys can throw at me. I'm not afraid one bit." Heather spoke defensively as she swooned at the sight of the model-like cop. "You're a tough one, Heather...but I'm afraid..." Justin replied as he slowly took his shirt off right in front of Heather. "...You leave us no choice..." Heather just gushed madly at that sexual six-pack that Justin had possessed. All of his muscular stature definitely paid off with all the busts and arrests Justin had made. Now he was about to inject some of his stature on her. He scooped Heather up to her feet and lightly touched her face. It felt so soft, so creamy...it was like Justin had touched a cloud of immortal beauty itself. "What...what are you doing...?" Heather spoke carefully as her eyes felt like they were about to go into a deep sleep by looking at his gaz. "You just relax and we'll talk...we got it all under control..." Justin said with his voice lowered in musk-like fashion. Without any caution, he slowly crashed his puffy lips into her pouty ones. The way they touched, Heather felt like she was trapped in her own prison of Hawaiian Fantasia unlike never before. Justin's tongue was reaching and rubbing inside her mouth. The pressure inside her forced Heather hands to slowly rub Justin's hair softly. When her hands ruffled around his shaggy black hair, it just felt like so smooth carpet. Geoff soon got a portable camera videotaping the whole "interrogation". Justin soon broke out of the kiss and faced Heather head-on. "Before you talk Heather...I'm only doing this just to let you talk. Now tell me...where is Alejandro?" Justin asked her nicefully, but carefully. "I'm...not...talking..." Heather said, gushing in front of him. "Very well then...go down..." Justin whispered onto her as he shifted her body right down to where she now saw his groin area. Heather had licked her lips and started undoing Justin's zipper very slowly. What popped out of his pants, revealed to be such a hard 11-inch manhood right in front of her. Not once has she seen a cock so large and so strengthing before. He was just like a stallion compared to her. A stallion with a badge. "Ohhhhhhhhhh..." Heather moaned softly as she slowly injected her mouth into his hard, prime cock. Heather's head smoothly went back and forth, feeling every taste she ever wanted to endure. Justin tried his hardest not to bite his tongue due to the pressure. "Ahhhhh! Ohhhhh, damn it..." Justin moaned as well. This blowjob had to be the way to get her to confess. To add enhancement, Justin's hands forced Heather head to rush back and forth again, as his lower body started to gyrate on her face. It wasn't until he was now thrusting in and out inside her mouth like some kind of face fuck. Geoff was getting turned on by this as his camera closed up on the face fuck itself. "Ack..." Heather gagged as the tip of his penis had touched the gag-button inside her. They soon broke out and Heather's sweet saliva had wrapped around Justin's now wet Hawaiian cock. It felt a little red and bulging. This must be his version of interrogation, kinda like a sexual vigilante kind of interrogation that was. "Now you'll tell me where Alejandro is...?" Justin said as he looked into her eyes once again. Heather saw him with those gorgeous blue eyes yet again, like they were full of compassion and innocence, but she just refused to give in. "Do me all you want...I'm not telling you anything..." he spoke real lustly like a seductive damsel in distress. Her refusal to speak made Justin more interested in her. "Okay...then, I'll just have to do this..." Justin spoke into her softly as his hands started undoing Heather's hot pants slowly and sensually. Heather could feel the warm khaki fabric slid down her legs real gentle-like. The then playfully pushed her and threw the hot pants away, landing into a file cabinet. Justin's entire body gently rested on top of Heather softly. He inserted his cock real gently on her already aroused pink pussy and just stroked. Back and forth his hard manhood went, feeling the smooth, soft sensation that was her tight pink pussy. It was like the quiet, smooth sexual waterfall. "Ohh, Ohhhhhhhhhh..." Heather moaned gently as the pressure forced her to grab on to Justin's soft rock-hard ass. The sweat began to slide down from his face and began to drip a little bit on her pretty face. She loved how his warm hard rod was making her vagina real steamy. The sensation that she felt would might be enough for her to talk. "So...you gonna tell me...? Ohhhhhh, damn it..." Justin whispered onto her as his trusts became more lethal. The more he thrusted, the more it gently hurt Heather in the most satisfying way. But she wasn't taking any answer from him whatsoever. "Never..." she swooned majorly as Justin stopped thrusting and picked her up. He had managed to muster up the strength and raise her up on top in the cowgirl position. He was now on the table this time. His throbbing dick started rocking her body back and forth pulling in and out. He was just riding Heather just like she was hanging on to a hard, erected Hawaiian stallion. He hung on to her with such warmth and comfort, even he didn't exactly mean it. Her perfect DD breasts was jiggling softly but slowly in a slow motion-like manner. It was like flowing water from a river. "Ohhhhhh...!" Heather moaned once again. His long cock-stick turned red as he was pumping Heather just like a football. With every pump, her ass just bulged in greatness and uncleanliness. Justin was getting a little overexhausted as his whole face was turning red as it was. Geoff was getting hard inside his pants taping the cowgirl as he licked his lips to close-up Justin's hard dick and her ass. It was like Geoff was filming a porn movie for himself and Bridgette. "Now...you'll...have to talk...ahhhhhhhh...oh, shit..." Justin moaned cautiously as he warned Heather sexually to refuse once again. "I'll...ohhhhh...I'll never...speeeeak...ahhh...!" Hearing that, Justin finally decided to take some extreme unprotected measures. Heather soon got off of his hard rod and bent down on the table doggie style. She stuck out her ass and slapped it as she was urging real badly to have him inside that fine pussy of hers again. "Don't worry, Heather...I'll take it real easy on you..." he whispered right to her ear in seductive, powerful fashion. Justin had slowly inserted his already-red cock and pushed in real softly. He built a smooth gyration from his hips and hit it right inside her like a perfect bullseye. His grunts became a lot more smooth and quiet. The sexual whimpers in her moans was starting to get orgasmic as every pound started getting harder by the minute. "Ohhhhhh...god! Pound my ass! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, HARDER!" Heather cried out as her tears started to form in her eyes. But it was some sort of sexual, erotic cry. She loved the pain and torture that Justin gave her. But little does she know that she started to feel something shake inside her like a vibration or an eruption around the tip of Justin's dick was starting to happen. Geoff felt like the time was about to come for Justin. His now monstrous grunts was now being more wolf-like. It was more like a wolf howling in the orgasmic moon. Justin couldn't take it anymore, it was finally time for Heather to give up once and for all. "I'm cumming! I'M CUMMING!" Justin screamed so loud that the whole entire police force heard it, even though they didn't what the sound was coming from. "Ahhh, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!" Heather squealed fiercely as the streaming, splooging streams of cum had shot out of Justin and got it all over her tight ass and her lower back. The cum felt so hot and comfortable, it finally forced Heather to talk about the whereabouts of Alejandro. Geoff captured the cum shot perfectly on his camera. It was locked and loaded nicely. "Alejandro is...in the abandoned refrigerator warehouse in Pike Street..." she said in just plain exhaustion. Justin had finally smiled at her. He knew that Heather loved this kind of interrogation knowing that she was dressed like a floozy. "Well...it seems that you finally learned your lesson, Heather." Justin spoke to her as he was zipping up his pants. Heather was busy cleaning off the cum that Justin had splattered all over her ass. "Thanks. So...when do I get out already?" spoke Heather as she was now getting redressed. "You'll only be locked up just for the night. Maybe it will give you a lesson just to clean up your act." Justin said as Geoff was about to escort her to a quiet jail cell. "I'll have you released in the morning. Until then, I got a special cell for you in my office. I'll wait for you there..." Heather realized that Justin had actually said that in the most sensual way. She liked the way how Justin handled her in the order of the law. "Mmmmmmm...I'll wait for you, indeed..." she smiled seductively as Geoff escorted Heather out of the interrogation room. This left Justin to straighten up his pants a little. He then grabbed his shirt, rebuttoned it and gave himself a nice thought. "I love my job..." Justin said with a smile as he went back to work and closed the door behind him with the lights off. It was just another day in the office and another day in the force like always. Serve and protect, indeed...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. 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