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“Police!” I announced. “Open up”

I pounded the door a second time. The house was dead quiet, but I knew the suspect was there. He had to be inside. He was probably hiding in his closet, praying I went away.

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Not a chance!

I slammed my fist into the door again. “I swear, if you don’t open this door this minute, I’ll fucking break it down!”

I braced myself to ram my shoulders into the door. Just as I launched my body forward, the door gave way, revealing a young man as he stared at me with innocent blue eyes. From the information I’d gathered, he was 28—two years my senior. Surprisingly, though, he looked much younger than I’d expected. He was wearing a white shirt and brown joggers which flaunted his youthful body and flaunted the outlines of his body.

“Los Angeles Police Department.” I flashed him my ID, and before he could react, I let myself into the house.

“Why are you here?” he asked.

“I have a warrant to search your house, John Parker.” 

I hastened past him and pushed through his bedroom door. While I walked past him, I could feel his eyes on me, following my every move. Those deep blue eyes were burning a hole through me, which didn’t come as a surprise, considering that my ass was particularly shapely. It was one of my best features, and I knew how to wiggle it well. Each shapely globe of my ass bounced with each step I took, defying the thick fabric of my pants.

“Where is it?” I asked. 

But I didn’t wait for a reply. I rummaged through his bedroom, my keen eyes sweeping around every corner. 

“Where is what?” He feigned confusion. 

“The marijuana, stupid.” I rolled my eyes and continued searching.

“Mari—what?” He choked on the word, and then he burst into laughter. “I don’t have any.”

I glared at him. “Is this some kind of a joke to you?”

‘’If you’re here because of a comment I made on Instagram,” he said, “then yes, it’s definitely a joke. I mean…what the heck…”

I walked over to meet him and then I looked him in the eye. “I don’t believe you. And I won’t. Not until I search you.”

“Go ahead.” 

He winked at me, and then he raised his hands in surrender as he waited for me to begin the search. I started with his upper body, searching every inch of it to make sure he wasn’t hiding anything underneath his shirt. My palms ducked underneath his shirt and glided along his skin, toward his broad chest. I unbuttoned his shirt, just so I could feel more of that chiseled body.

God! He’s so sexy.

My palms glided past his waistline and started to roam his thighs.

“Take it off,” I ordered, pointing at his shirt.

He tentatively took off his shirt and dumped it on the floor.

My eyes roamed his body briefly, and then they settled on his pants. “That too.”

“What the heck?” he asked.

“I won’t ask you again.” I reached for my walkie-talkie.

“Okay, okay.” He sighed. 

And then he slowly took off his pants. His cock caught my eye. In its flaccid state, it was still so fucking huge. I looked away from his cock and pretended not to be moved by his naked body, but every fiber of my being screamed at me to fuck him. 

I placed my hands on his bulging chest and glided my fingers all over, caressing every inch of his body. When I started my way down toward his groin, I went down on my knees. My palms traveled up and down his thighs, back to cup his ass, and then all the way to his groin again, where his cock awaited my touch. His cock was slowly hardening up, responding to my touch. When I took his cock in both hands, he gasped. His cock twitched responsively, and then I felt it harden in my grip.

“Just need to be sure you are really not hiding anything,” I said.

I ran my fingers all over his cock, up to the tip and all the way down to his balls. Wanting more of him, I pulled his shaft down, fully exposing the juicy little hole on the tip of his cock. I dipped my tongue into his meatus and flicked it around, searching for a trace of marijuana. 

While I played around with his meatus, I kept stroking his cock and kneading his balls. He gasped and shuddered, but he dared not move away. Not until I was done with him.

I slid my lips all the way down, toward his balls, sending his cock deeper into my mouth until it bumped into my tonsils. I held his cock in my throat, rhythmically squeezing with my wet, slippery muscles until I could hear his breath hitching as a wave of orgasm came knocking. 

I grabbed his balls and squished them in both hands. He gasped and yelped, and when I squished them once more, he finally exploded into a thick stream of warm cum. I swallowed it all in one heavy gulp. I eased my way back toward the tip of his cock, just so I could lap up whatever trace of cum smearing it. My tongue swirled around and picked up every smear, completely cleaning him up. I moaned softly, my   eyes rolling in their sockets. 

When I looked up at him, his jaw was literally dropping. 

I withdrew from his cock and ran my tongue around my lips. 

“All clear.” I rose to my feet. “I needed to be sure there was no trace of any illegal substance in your sperm.”

His brows furrowed. “How is that even possible?”

I shrugged. “You criminals have many tricks up your sleeves. I have to search every nook and cranny before letting you go.”

I started to unbelt my pants. His eyes bulged.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Making sure you’re not holding some of that marijuana somewhere inaccessible.”

“But you’ve already searched every part of my body.”

“No.” I guided him to the bed and shoved him forward.

He crashed into the bed, his chest pressing against the beddings.

“There’s one last place to search,” I said. “Until then, I won’t believe a word you say.” 

I shoved my pants down my legs and revealed my long, thick cock. 

John gasped. “Holy shit!”

“This will search the places my hands can’t reach.” I winked at him as I joined him on the bed, positioning myself behind his body.

I grabbed his waist and yanked him down toward my cock. The fat tip of my cock probed his tight ass. 

He jerked and moaned.

“Shhh,” I whispered. “Let me go in nice and slow…look around and be sure you’ve got nothing to hide.”

While I spoke, I inched my way inside of him, gliding my full length inside of him until my balls were the only things left outside. He moaned with each move of my cock. I moaned too, my voice harmonizing with his. Once I was fully inside of him, I started to pump him with deep long strokes, fucking him so hard he quivered against the bed. I reached for his cock and grabbed it firmly. 

While I fucked his ass, I stroked his cock nice and fast, intensifying his pleasure so we climaxed just around the same time. I yanked my coco out of his ass and shoved it into his mouth, shooting a thick load of cum down his throat. He choked and gagged on my cock, but I only let go of him when I had completely emptied myself inside of him.

“Clear!” I shoved him off.

Without casting another glance at him, I reached for my clothes and stared to dress up.

“If you ever make such a post on social media again…” I finally looked up at him and caught a gleam in his eyes. “I will come for you. And I won’t go so easy on you John Parker.”

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