Katja tells him off

Katja fixed her piercing turquoise eyes glaringly on the smirking vendor, but he did not wither. "A police cadet is expected to conduct herself with a little more dignity than to flash a civilian," she scolded him gently. "Eye candy isn't the sort of service we provide to the community."

"Well, between Missy and you, you coulda fooled me," he replied, taking another opportunity to glance the blonde beauty up and down and take in her curvy yet athletic young body barely contained in the string bikini.

"Well, I'm undercover," Katja informed him, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm trying to find out where Missy went, and why she was dressed this way, but the only help you seem able to provide is how I can get gangbanged by black men! Well, let me tell you something..." she said, her voice trembling as she pointed a finger at him accusingly. "My first black cock will be the next one I see!"

She paused a moment, thinking that didn't quite come out right. "I have a boyfriend, and he's sweet, and loyal, and sensitive, and has a perfectly fine four-inch penis," she continued, "We're even waiting to get married before we have sex! How do you think he would feel if he knew that his precious Katie surrendered herself to a bunch of strangers who just wanted to pound her hot little body? And how could I be with him if in using me for their filthy ends these thugs stretch my tight little holes so that I could never be satisfied with his little white prick?" Katja furiously rubbed at her clit with her hand as she detailed her objection, seemingly unconsciously but which still robbed it of some perusasiveness. "I mean, can you imagine this pretty little blonde girl pumped full of negro seed by some monster cocks! Can you even visualize it?! As a cop, I'm supposed to be arresting these people, not worshipping the power and virility of their ebony fuckpoles! Right?"

"What about Missy?" he asked softly, glancing over at the security monitor behind the counter to ensure that the entire sordid display was properly recording.

"I'm pretty sure she hates the blacks!" Katja confessed, now squeezing her engorged nipple with one hand as she subtlely slipped a couple of fingers past her bikini and into her lubricated pussy. "She's from the south, and I think her whole family was pretty much in the KKK."

"That's interesting, because it was her idea..." he said as he watched the young cadet **** her body. Katja's blue eyes widened in surprise, but any follow-up question was replaced by a low moan as she bit her lip and shuddered with orgasm at the mere suggestion that the prim southern belle Melissa O'Neal would have anything to do with an interracial gangbang...