Nope, he checks to see if his boys are still working

He was ready to swap one long, hard stick for another as he threw the night stick away. He pulled tightly on the cuffs, sending Officer Brittany to the ground on her knees.

Still cuffed and gagging from the stick in her throat, Michael swiftly grabbed some rope and bound her to a post on the floor. He ran the rope behind her hands and around her waist and legs.

He smacked both tits to make sure she was locked down nice and tight before dropping his pants to his ankles.

He ran the tip along her full, luscious lips before giving her a threatening glare. "I could grab the OTHER stick again." He said coldly. "But I think we would both prefer it this way." Brittany thought for only a moment before she swallowed her pride and opened her mouth. While the shaft of his cock wasn't any longer than the night stick, it was thicker, and she had difficulty wrapping her lips fully around it. Still with a mighty shove, Michael made it work. He started slowly at first, still turned on by just the concept of the bitchest cop in the precinct on the ground now giving him head. With every thrust, he moved deeper and deeper in before soon he was reaching the back of her throat. Brittany, meanwhile, tried her best to keep breathing. He worked up

"If you want to breathe, then you'd better swallow." He said, still holding her head firmly down. She swallowed without even thinking. As he promised, he pulled out, allowing her to catch a breath of fresh air. Like a flash, or maybe with the help of Krampus's twisted magic, he lifted her in the air. Just like before, he ran his cock along her lips; this time, however, he was at the entrance of her pussy.

"Oh man, I can feel the heat burning off this cat!" Michael said, lightly smacking her pussy lips with his fingers. "I think she's hungry!"

"Then again, there's another tight little hole that looks way more inviting..." Michael said with a devious grin on his face. He used both hands to spread her asscheeks, then with his right thumb, he inserted it inside. Brittany let out a gasp and a squeak as his thumb explored the inside of her asshole. He pulled out and moved back to her pussy.

"Wait, please!" Brittany pleaded, but there was no time. Michael needed to be inside her one way or the other. He giggled as he moved his fingers from one hole to the other. "Eeny meeny miny moe, which hole should I go?" He said with playful spite. "Aw, screw it, let's go with the ass!"

"NO!" Brittany screamed, but soon Michael's thick head was shoved deep inside her asshole. Krampus, still watching outside, mockingly howled as she screamed with pain as Michael pushed inside her again and again. As before the length of his cock wasn't the problem; it's thickness, however, threatened to tear her asshole a new one every time he pushed inside her. And he was picking up speed. As he did, he began pawing at her tits, twisting at her nipples to hear her high-pitched scream.

This went on for minutes that felt like hours before Michael exploded inside her. Satisfied but still hard, he pushed inside her one last time, and to the surprise of both, he came again. Twice in one plowing.

"Fuck baby, lucky I chose your ass, otherwise we would have a jailbird brat in no time!" He said, smacking her ass with both hands.

The radio on the desk chimed in with a new bulletin: This is a Weather Alert. The snowstorm is getting worse. Please exercise caution as roads are completely blocked off from emergency access. No in or out, so better hunker down!

Brittany's eyes widened in fear. The smile on Michael's face grew wider. "You hear that, baby? Seems like we're stuck together for the next few days!"

"Which means I get to ream your ass again and again and again!" He said with a delightful snarl as Officer Brittany began sobbing. He nibbled on her ear before dropping her head back down and going back to town on her sore asshole.

The communications radio buzzed in again. Static and then a muffled voice. Again and again until finally a feminine voice called out: "We're pulling in now."

"Fuck! Who the hell is that?" Michael cried out.