(M/F) Fairburne part 6: She gives the cop a much more intimate kind of lap dance

With that, the video cuts back to the office in the police station, where Fairburne is straddling the aging detective in his chair. He drags her green bikini bottoms all the way down her smooth, sexy thighs, encouraging her to step out of them and leaving them dangling around one of her ankles. His cock slides up between her tight butt cheeks as she gets into position. Dan 'helpfully' takes hold of the DD-cup tits straining against her green and purple top, starting to lick at one through the thin material covering it. Her face reveals that Fairburne is starting to get physically aroused by sheer amount of sensation, her face flushed and her hair starting to get sweaty.

"AHHhhhhhh ughhhh yeah!" Dan gurgles lustily as sit sits down firmly on his lap, taking his glans past her moist lower lips and easing herself down the shaft. "Fuck yes, this is much better already. Go deeper, Fairburne, I want to feel your cute ass resting on my lap while you take my cock down to the base."

The chair creaks under them as Fairburne starts pushing herself up and down. Her throat is visibly tight as she makes an effort not to let any sound escape her lips, even as the turgid penis of a man more than twice her age slips further and further past her 'lower lips'. Spreading her hips wider, the gorgeous redhead can't help but grunt softly as she pushes her hips down. It seems she did manage to get herself reasonably wet and relaxed eventually, because she manages to take the sizeable cock all the way inside of her. The camera gives a close up of her pink cuntlips stretching around the base of his shaft as she leans further forward, squeezing her breasts up against his chest. His hands slide around behind her and give her rump a double-handed spank.

"Yeah, yeah, keep going just like that. You sure enjoyed beating my ass earlier didn't you, you spoiled brat?" He spanks her again with a loud slap. "I may not be able to make it sting, but that ain't gonna stop me. Oh damn that is one tight slot..." he pulls her close and tries to put a kiss on her mouth. Unsurprisingly Fairburne jerks her head to the side, so Dan ends up slobbering on her cheek. All the while, he kneads and swats her butt with each rise and fall of her hips.

"Come on, turn around on me. Show me how you can ride my cock, little cowgirl." Her supply of irate retorts seemingly empty now, Fairburne chokes back a moan as she swivels her hips, grinding against his pelvis and juicing herself like a lemon on his cock as she tosses one of her legs over him and rotates herself so that she's facing away from him, still impaled on his hard eight inches. Her creamy thighs are spread wide, barely reaching the floor. She uses her toes to raise slight up, then squats back down on his cock.

"At least.... I don't have to look at you while I do it this way..." Fairburne manages to sigh out as she starts to slowly bounce up and down on his cock. However, no sooner has she spoken than she notices the inside of the glass office doors in this station has a one-way mirror on it. Her eyes widen as she eases her hips down onto him again. She can easily see the shaft disappearing up inside of her until the latex ring at the base is barely visible. And the next time she sits down on it, she goes even deeper. She twitches as she feels something (or rather, two somethings) tight, hairy and throbbing start to press up against her vulva. Seeing herself sitting balls-deep on this lecherous cop's lap clearly irritates her, as Fairburne grunts in disgust and averts her eyes.

"AW YEAH! Even better!" Dan shouts exultantly. "Holy shit! Right when you turned around I could feel you get MUCH wetter up in there! You like this, don't you, you arrogant little super brat?" he asks as she starts bouncing on his lap faster. "You smell that, right? This office is going to smell like your sweet pussy for days, you know?"

"You... perverted bastard..." little soft squeaks are leaking into her voice as she feels his fat glans pounding her deep. She is in complete control of the pace now, and he no longer needs to tell her to speed up. "Just wait... until I move up the ranks... I'll make you pay for this." Her sweaty red hair dangles down in his face as she throws her head back and begins breathing through her mouth.

As he looks around the shoulder of the stunningly beautiful young woman doing squats on his cock, Detective Murphy seems to notice something. "Hey, stop for a second, I want to touch you again." he murmurs, patting her thigh tenderly with one hand as she raises up. He flicks his eyes up, no doubt curious if she sees what he sees, but her head is still leaned back, her eyes pointed at the ceiling.

The straining purple glans of his manhood lacked the shiny surface that it should have. The latex condom is getting wrinkled and bunched up around it. "Ah..." he starts to say, raising an eyebrow. But then he stops and looks up at her, starting to dip his finger in her now-dripping sex again. Perhaps thinking back to what she said earlier about how much time he had left, he blinks, weighing his options.

It doesn't take Dan more than a few seconds to make up his mind. He pulls the torn condom off with one jerky motion of his hand. "C'mon girlie, sit on it again. Keep fucking me just like that." She groans through pursed lips as she accepts the head of his now un-covered cock. There is a soft squishing sound as she sits down hard on it, making a visible shiver run up her back.

His hands slide up over her chest to cup her perfect tits as they bounce up and down with her motions. Eyes fluttering open again, Fairburne looks at the mirrored door as she puts all her weight on him, taking him balls deep inside her. She gets a good look at herself sitting on the lap of this perverted older man. Since he's sitting with his legs together, in this position her smooth, hairless mound is pushing down on his straining ballsack, squeezing his family jewels tightly between her crotch and his thighs. A shiver runs through her thighs, and the high-quality recording shows a shiny sheen of her juice beginning to coat them, just like she's coated his shaft.

"Ghhuhhhhh." she grits her teeth again and rolls her eyes, clearly humiliated by the incredibly lewd sight. Because she squeezes her eyes shut, when she starts bouncing up and down on him again, sliding that thick sausage in and out of her, she doesn't see that the torn open condom is laying on the floor, or that she is now working herself up and down on his bare cock. Fairburne is blissfully (well, perhaps not "blissfully") unaware that each time she squishes her crotch down on his tense, reddened sack, she is edging closer and closer to setting off the volatile contents, with no barrier to protect her from the hot, pent-up load building up in his nuts like a kettle nearing the boiling point.

On the contrary, it seems that closing her eyes is helping the sensuous novice heroine get into it in spite of herself. Dan's face is getting more and more tense, out of her field of vision. After staring at her ass bouncing on his lap threatens to take him over the edge, he squeezes his eyes shut and lays his head back in the chair. His hands wrap around her slender midriff, one of his fingers teasing over her belly button as he squeezes her stomach greedily, urging her to pick up the pace as she rides him swiftly towards the finish line...