A wardrobe change

"Old Rule: A police station slut is only allowed to wear a thong as clothing, even if they are not working."

Luke shuts the door and goes up to the driver's seat. You can see him looking at you in the rear view mirror a lot. Why wouldn't he? You start to play with your breasts the next time he glances back, and you see his eyes widen. He looks back at the road, and swerves to avoid hitting the person in the next lane. "You are very distracting back there, Jess." You blush at the compliment and jiggle your double D tits in response. You start to slide a hand into your thong when Luke pulls over on the side of the road and gets out again.

You find yourself face to crotch with Luke as you take his full length down your throat. Your head bounces along his cock as Luke's hand grabs your hair and guides you as he thrusts into your mouth. It isn't long before his cock pops out and sprays you with a second coating of cum, this one hitting your tits more then your face. Luke wipes his cock off with your hair and sits back up front, his flaccid cock still hanging out of his pants. He grabs his notebook and starts writing something.