Trained negotiation.

Evelyn’s ears picked up at Spencer’s word just then. She still could… My God, it was her lifeline, Evelyn thought to herself. If she did a good enough job then Spencer wouldn’t report what she’d just done and she would be alright career wise. But when she put it like that it sounded like Spencer was blackmailing her into it when she been about to do the thing anyway.

As she was coming to a decision in her head Evelyn had been looking at Spencer crotch, biting her lip.

“I do this and we forget this ever happened?” Evelyn asked as she took a step towards Spencer, her hands going to the front of his trousers, unzipping his fly.

Spencer sighed as she touched him. “I don’t think there’s any way I could forget this,” he chuckled, “but I’ll never tell another living soul.”

Opening his pants, Evelyn dropped them to the floor around his ankles as she dropped willingly to her knees. Up closer Spencer’s cock was even more impressive. She couldn’t wait to see how much of him she could fit inside her mouth. Her lips were just drooling. Evelyn wrapped a hand around the base of his shaft as she cupped his balls with the other, kissing the tip of Spencers cock.

The way Evelyn was holding back from sucking his cock just yet was driving Spencer wild. All the soppy wet kisses on the head and along the shaft was stirring him up more and more. He was **** to plunge his rod inside Evelyn’s mouth and feel her sucking on his tool.

“Are you seeing Darcie Collins?” Evelyn asked as she at last wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking the fat bulbous knob, “is that why we have to keep this just between us?”

Spencer moaned, his balls clenching, as Evelyn took him inside her mouth in the kitchen of his farm house. His ass clenched and he trust against her unconsciously. “No,” he managed to gasp at last, “there’s nothing going on between me and Mrs Collins.”

“Good,” Evelyn said then before she started to slobber on his cock properly now. Her head bobbing forwards as she started to blow Spencer as well as she could. She felt so deliriously naughty right then. On her knees in her police uniform almost gagging on Spencer’s cock after she had **** herself on him. It felt like an incredibly sexy **** of her power.

“Is that your normal interrogation technique?” Spencer joked.

Evelyn smiled or she would have if her mouth wasn’t so full, instead giving Spencer a playful nip along his hard prick with her teeth. “How is my technique?” Evelyn asked panting for breath after sliding almost the full length of Spencer inside her as she challenged herself to deep throat him and keep him inside her for as long as she could possibly could.

“So good! Don’t stop,” Spencer encouraged as he leant back against the island bench to give himself more support to better concentrate on what Evelyn was doing to him.

She had her hair pulled up tight in a bum on the back of her head. Spencer used it to hold onto as he cupped the back of her head and pushed her deeper onto his dick. It was feeling divine! Evelyn was truly talented at giving oral and didn’t lack in enthusiasm at all.

Evelyn was getting hornier by the second. Sucking Spencer’s cock for him was just getting her more and more turned on. Her nipples ached underneath her control bra and uniform. Her panties were damper than she could remember them being in a long while. She would need a very long and cold shower when she got back to the station this afternoon and could guarantee she’d have to touch herself in bed later tonight. She’d have to look over what was on offer on tinder again in the coming days…

Unless Spencer might be willing to…

Evelyn returned her head to his cock once again and virtually made herself gag on him. Tears were streaming down the side of her face when she pulled off him and looked up to Spencer’s face. Making intense eye contact with him, Evelyn started to beat his cock with her fist as she stuck out her tongue as a landing. He could cum on her face right now if he wanted.

As Evelyn offered, “want to fuck me Spencer?”