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Damn… I knew I’d left something. The paperwork! How could I forget it? I groaned and walked back into the empty station. I quickly ran into the other side of the interrogation room. I grabbed the file and sighed. Good. It was still here. I was about to walk out of the room when I heard voices. “Kevin!” I heard a woman squeak. “Can we be in here?” “Not at all, baby, but it’s just more exciting,” a male voice rumbled. I knew that voice. It was the voice of Kevin Greendale, a bass ass cop who was a little more than just hot. I’d often fantasised about him when I touched myself. I saw the door altyazılı porno to the interrogation room open, the side I was not in. I looked through the one-way glass and saw them run into the room. They were both grinning as they kissed each other. I knew I should leave. I knew it was wrong to watch them, but I couldn’t help it. I sat on the chair and put the paperwork down next to me. Kevin ripped off the girl’s shirt; buttons flew everywhere. To my surprise she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her brown nipples stuck out of her B sized tits hard. She then ripped off Kevin’s shirt; the zenci porno same reaction happened. Kevin moved his mouth down to her nipples and sucked one of them before clamping his teeth down on it. Hard. The girl screamed and squirmed and Kevin repeated the action to the next nipple. I slowly un-buttoned my shirt. My silk purple bra come off too, at the same time Kevin ripped the girls skirt off. I slowly pulled on my pink nipples. My breasts were bigger than the girl’s at 34C. I groaned softy as I saw the wet patch on her knickers. What a dirty girl. Kevin’s aldatma porno removed his trousers too and began lightly rubbing her wet pussy with one of his thick fingers, over her panties. She bit her lip and sighed. “Amy, how about we try something new?” Kevin asked Amy, her name I was guessing. “What did you have in mind Kevin?” she purred. “I find it really hot when a girl squirts, Amy,” Kevin whispered. “Kevin… I can’t squirt,” she said with a sad look. Kevin gently removed her panties and nibbled her ear, causing her to groan. “I think we should try.” He growled before slamming Amy’s little body down on the table. This time I squeaked. My hands travelled down to my skirt. Kevin wrapped Amy’s long legs around the table and fastened them with a pair of handcuffs. Where did he get them from? “This should keep your legs nice and wide.” He grinned.
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