Assess Maxine's tits

With your eyes laser-focused on the naked cop-slut's tits, her uniform ripped and hanging limply down on both sides of the glorious fuckpuppies, it's a no-brainer to ask her to put them to good use: "Listen up, cop-slut", you begin, as smooth-talking as ever, not even bothering to avert your gaze from her almost unnaturally firm, perfect amazon jugs to look up to her face for a mere moment. Completely failing to notice the grimace of fury flashing over the half-naked skank's shade-covered face, you press on, trying your best to speak with concern in your voice: "I bet even you dumb cunt know how thick ...", you begin, starting off by slapping slapping your chud against the damp cloth clinging to her pussy with a fleshy thud. "... hard ...", dragging the thick meatstick back and forth across her smoldering pussy lips for emphasis. "... and jizz-blasting ... ", oozing out a trail of your thick, almost translucent pre-cum all over her crotch, only a few fibers of cloth separating your virile, gooey dick-juices from her hungry cunt. "... the face-fucker's cock can get" The whorish police officer's bites her lip, trembling like a bitch in heat at the touch of your unnatural monster cock. You feel fresh warm juices drip onto your cock. "We from the Cunt Intervention Assemblers want only the toughest sluts... " You withdraw from her cunt. Several strands of your vile, thick cockserum cling on, stretching from from her smoldering pussy to your bulbous pink head. "... and I have to make sure personally that you have what it takes to take a brutal fucking ...", you finish off, rubbing your pulsing cockhead erratically into her inner thighs, smearing her light skin with gooey strands, just a barely avoiding touching her pussy. Her hips are moving on their own, bucking slightly with every touch: "... without cumming your brains out like a bitch in heat".

If you would have invested a moment of your time to stop drooling over her tits, you would have practically felt her eyes rolling back behind her shades: "Is that in the CIA manual? Or just your idea of intra-agency cooperation?", she deadpans back, looking at you with disgust. Her teeth are almost bared and she seems ready to jump you, but at the same time, her nipples are hard enough to cut diamonds and her pussy juices have formed a sizeable puddle on the floor by now. And since you're seemingly ignoring her commanding aura, challenging her by suggesting she can't take a dicking from a scrawny chump like you, the bossy cop-slut appears even more competitive and out to show you who's in charge around here: "I have sucked dildos thicker than your pathetic excuse of a dick at the academy without breaking a sweat.", the brunette bombshell hisses, practically leaping down to squat in front of your pulsing, veiny fuckstick, finding herself at eye level with the normally cold and frigid DA currently engaged in rather extrajudicial activities involving your ass and her tongue. "You're nothing but another target to me, rook". Aggressively staring your cock down as you slowly jerk down in front of her, she virtually hisses: "Bring it. I'll even let you choose. What shall it be? Throat? Pussy?", pausing briefly to lick her lips "Ass?"

All really good picks honestly. But there's one more thing: "Actually, how about ... "- fucking her tits has been on your wish list for too long, and that's unacceptable: "With boobs like yours", you reply, completely ignoring her interjection as you drag your cock over her ivory puppies, "it's really a crime not to put them to good use", you chuckle, mentally patting yourself on the back for that great pun. You can feel the slut growing red in the face, a sliver of something previously unseen - worry - briefly appearing. One of her hands momentarily darts down to her pussy before she can control herself. She grunts angrily, and looks even more pissed off than before. Raising your arms defensively, you reply: "You said anything, right?"

Maxine looks less than amused, nostrils flared and even her tits heaving contentiously: "Not part of the deal, you idiot", she hisses out. Nevertheless, she doesn't make any effort to stop your scrawny ass from aligning yourself with the titfucking canyon in between her beautiful boobs. "The facefucker's mode of operation rarely involves that ... it's in his FUCKING NAME, FOR FUCK'S SAKE", the last words shouted for emphasis, but sounding rather concerned instead.

"Less talking and more titfucking cunt", you interrupt, running out of patience. For emphasis, your reach out and cup each of her perfect puppies hard, making sure she knows you mean business. Sluts these days, no respect at all! Making your best impression of a gruff, commanding voice, you crackle out: "If you can't take your tits getting fondled, how do you think you can take him on?", pinching her painfully erect nipples, and pulling on them, forcing the slut to cower on the tips of her high-heeled boots while she moans loudly. With her once again below you, but you in control this time, you take your fair time to appreciate the amazing view down into the nice expanse of fair-skinned cleavage and a glimpse of her ass, her pussy juices making the uniform look more like ass-hugging booty shorts. Finally, after what feels like a good minute, you let go and grab your cock, slapping away Cannolli's silky hand she had used to massage your foreskin while sensually worshiping your rim. While you give yourself a few rough, rapid strokes, Maxine exhales in silently and something quite unlike her previous confrontational demeanor appears for a split second - respect? Expectation? Lust? Perhaps all that at once? But it was definitely not the bitchy, bored facade she puts on soon after: "Didn't know there's a limp-dick CIA task **** too", she sneers, demonstratively looking to the side as your pulsating meat is inches away from here. "Take your time, happens to the best of us".

Big mistake there, Guzzler. Rule number one: never hold the cheek when there's a huge dick inches away from it. As soon as her high, flawless cheek is turned, you cockslap her face hard, intending to hit her with the full **** of the girth. You end up miscalculating a bit however, and end up on a rather tangential trajectory, leaving a steak of pre-cum across her cheek, and knocking on the hem of her police cap, sending it flying it across the room. She looks up at you and pulls down her shades a bit giving you a "'really?"-look, and laughs gleefully, sending the thick streak of your mucous liquid down her ivory skin: "Was that supposed to impress me?", Maxine gloats "I've seen schoolgirls with strap-ons do better that that".

You feel a little bit distraught after this. Who does this bitch think she is? Yeah, she might be a tough cop, but give me a break! You decide to reply with a strong and proven retort, blurting out: "Fuck you!", ending up sounding flustered and aggrieved rather than bantering, making Maxine crackle with laughter. Fuck that dumb bitch! You'll show her - going the prize, you let go of your dick and grab her boobs awkwardly, from the sides gripping struggling to get a good grip on the perky flesh. Despite looking rather intimidating with her dark aviator shades on point, Officer Guzz makes no intentions to stop you while you struggle to fit your dick into the tight, warm, dick-milking chasm of her cleavage. Looking up briefly as your continue struggle, you see that familiar expression back on instead of her condescending smirk. She licks her lips before you notices a brief pause in your efforts, and catches you looking down at her face: "What, having trouble again, AGENT", she says, mimicking your earlier teasing, smirking sarcastically.

Why the fuck is this shit so hard? Hint: it might have to do with the fact that you a lanky retard who's main daily regimen consisted of beating your dick in your filthy hole of a basement. That much introspection is lost on you however, and instead, you shoot back another genius, proven comeback: "Shut up bitch", continuing your struggles while your raven-haired fucktoy sniggers beneath.

Doubling down on your efforts, grunting and almost starting to sweat, you finally line up your oversized dick and manage to get it squeezed in between her pale, perfect DD puppies. You triumphantly roar: "Yeah, baayby!", holding the amazing pair of titties by the torn remnants of her flimsy uniform shirt on one side awkwardly. You managed to coat the immaculate white skin in thick, almost translucent pre-cum, discolored by occasional streaks of varying shades of pink from the lipstick you still haven't washed off. Wheezing from all the effort, you triumphantly cheer, your comically red tip emerging between the knockers this whole situation started with.

Drunk on triumph, you pump forward, sliding along the warm, soft canal that feels like it was molded to fit your dick. "What you say to that, huh Guzzler?", you grunt in between two thrusts, shooting forward beads of bubbly, almost translucent pre-cum, most of it pooling around her collar bone, but some going as far as her chin. Completely enthralled by the snuggly warmth of the tit-tunnel, you mindlessly keep pumping harder and harder, attempting to cover Guzzlers constantly smirking and sneering face with the gooey liquid.

The tit-fuck grows rougher and rougher, until you are pistoning in and out of her tit-tunnel relentlessly, balls slapping alternately onto her toned belly and the Italian cocksleeve's chin, struggling to continue her worship of your ass the whole time. Maxine's cleavage is dripping and wholly lubed with your juices, and a large mucous pool of pre-cum is collecting around her clavicle, slowly running across the pale expanse of her chest. Sliding along the ivory canal of her cleavage, your exposed bulb pistons in and out of view, leaving trails of musk on her skin before disappearing.

Getting cock-drunk on the rhythm, you almost bring yourself to the edge, drunk on **** her tit-pussy aggressively. In between thrusts, you at first fail to hear rhythmic series of soft, whorish moans escaping her lips, mesmerized by the rhythmic swaying of her perfect knockers. A particularly loud one, longer than the others, wailing and rising and falling finally manages to rattle you somewhat though.

Did the slut just cum? Coming down from you fucking-induced high, you collect a few of your sparsely functioning brain cells, to take a good look at her shade-covered face. While you're fucking her tits violently, Maxine looks straight ahead into your chest, so the only thing you is her long raven hair flying back and forth with each motion. At first, you interpreted that as her usual tough girl dumb shit - "oh I'm a strong woman" - defiant demeanor, but damn, the bitch seems to be actually hiding cumming her brains out this time. This is cheating! You can't stand for this! Agent David is about to investigate!

Slowing down a bit, you let your cock flop out of her chest with a soggy sound, strands of pre-cum dribbling from your oversized meat to her chest. Your fucktoy doesn't seem to really care though, even after you slap each of her full tits playfully. Her body is still trembling, and her hands are still flicking near her crotch. She moans softly as your cock impacts one of her tits, leaving a red dick-shaped mark behind. Fucking incredible! Time to bust out the big guns - in order to catch the cop's attention, you stand up on your toes, and slap your cock on her chin, this time making extra sure the blow lands where you wanted to. It has the intended effect of sending her head recoiling upwards, followed a mass of spittle and pre-cum that flies upwards to land all over her face, and allowing you to look down on her while it runs down her face. "Guzzler, look at me when I'm fucking you".

Unfortunately for you, the upwards motion of the thrusts still makes you lose your balance (you should really do something about that dick's size in proportion to your body weight). You almost keel over, extending both of your scrawny arms to balance yourself, and comically screaming "woooahhh", being saved only by sitting down with your full (thankfully negligible) weight onto Cannolli's frigid face. Even despite her devoted attention to your rectum, she tries to make herself heard, muffled sounds of her voice resonating into your insides as you basically sit down on her face.

Saved by the Italian ass-slut once again and coming back to a halt, you snap your attention back to Maxine, finally hoping to find the slut reveling in her true nature and giving in to her perverted lust. Unfortunately, your cunning maneuver has apparently taken too long and the grizzled street cop has outsmarted you once again. The usual condescending grin welcomes you, pre-cum oozing down her aviators: "Are you having trouble standing?", The bitch sneers, making you grunt with anger. You strongly contemplate smacking her with your cock again, but after your last experience, you wuss out and decide to refrain from that for now.

Well, instead of cockslapping her, why not just shove your cock into her mouth? "Fuck you, cunt", you reply, ever the smart David we know and love, grabbing her head, with both hands. Just as you ready yourself to use her face like a fleshlight, you notice some peculiar details. She doesn't resist at all, and her cocksucking lips are already parted slightly, almost as if she's welcoming your cock. Upon close inspection, it seems that Maxine's "tough cop" facade is crumbling and the horny slut is fingering herself to the brink of cumming right now. You're really getting the hang of this "Agent" stuff. Her pale cheeks are a flush with bright red color, and with your dick slowly bouncing back and forth a few inches from her face, you find she's having quite a bit of trouble focusing on teasing you, instead licking her lips openly. And perhaps the most telling aspect of it all are her hands, which are somehow both flicking frantically just out of view below her heaving tits.

The few brain cells you can string together a firing all at once: "Are you fucking getting off on this Guzzler?", you shout loudly, turning the heads of the police sluts around you. At least those few that weren't already leering at you and your raven-haired fucktoy. The fact that you managed to be more interesting than a cage fight is perhaps rather impressive, but unfortunately you are currently a bit too preoccupied to notice that. One thing at a time David, one thing at a time.

"Sssh, shut up you idiot!", the tough cop almost pants back in response, moaning like a bitch in heat. The fact that she's not even bothering to hide her sluttish nature is all the confirmation you needed. "What a fucking slut!", you scream loudly, completely ignoring her protestations. She just whimpers loudly, not even able to formulate a response. On the one hand, you are getting a kick out of messing with her, keeping your dick a breath away from her face and jerking off rapidly with one hand, grabbing her raven ponytail with the other. Her whole body trembles in expectation and she lets out a full moan when you grab her silky smooth hair. On the other hand ... you can't ignore how hot the whole thing is. You just want her. You want to fuck her face up right here and now. You want this rugged cop to **** on your cock. You want to relentlessly fuck her throat, using the officer like a cheap whore, balls slapping on her chin. You want to your cum to shoot out her nose while the whole precinct cums in unison, frantically fingering their tight, chronically underfucked pussies, imagining themselves in her place. And she feels it too.

With your dick a mere breath away from her pretty face, she leans in, her panting lips practically wrapped around your cock. The bombshell cop pulls down her glasses and locks eyes with you, desire burning in her emerald green eyes: