No time to worry about it

Suddenly and with out warning, officer Cobb grabbed my head firmly with both hands and started to fuck my mouth. After a few thrusts he grunted and started unloading his balls down the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I gagged and choked for air, and he just kept ducking my face until he had spent every last drop.

By the time he let me go and started stuffing his cock back in his pants, the nervous guy who was worried about cheating on his wife was gone. I would have thought he would feel sad or regretful after cumming, but instead his expression showed something different. He now had a wolfish grin on his face.

"I have fantasized about doing that so many times," he said, zipping up his fly. "My wife and I have even roleplayed it a few times...in the garage at home of course. But we've never been brave enough to actually do it outside where someone could see. But my wife isn't really a dirty little slut, she just likes to pretend."

"Hope you liked it," I said, still catching my breath.

"That was great," he said, reaching in his pocket and handing me a business card with his badge and cell numbers. "When you are ready to get cuffed and stuffed...give me a call."

He turned and walked back to his car, leaving me with the taste of his cum in my mouth.