He gets himself a double-blowjob from L.A.'s Finest

Wesson enjoyed the look of defeat on Nancy McKenna’s face a little while longer. It was her especially that had been the one driving the investigation against him, likely motivated by some actions he had taken in the poor neighborhood she had grown up in. Gorgeous as she was, the woman had been relentless and when he had realized the damage the two gorgeous cops were able to do to his operation, way too late to effectively intervene, she had relished in rubbing it into his face every time he got.

He had grown from annoyed to scornful with the Latina, a feeling that was only matched in how he wanted to fuck her. Seeing her now, naked, reluctantly submissive and completely at his mercy, he was eager to show the disruptive bitch her place.

“Detective McKenna!” he addressed her with a smile, “Come here!”

She hesitated for a second, he could see the suspiciousness in her eyes, but he only had to twirl the remote to Syd’s collar in between her fingers and she jumped to comply, crawling over to him. Hate was in her tear-filled eyes as he spread his thighs, signaling her to crawl into position on the floor between them.

“That’s a good girl, McKenna!” Wesson sneered, a wide grin on his face. At one point, mere days before it had all come crashing down, she had made a comment about his looks, about how the gorgeous women he liked to keep around were just leeches to his money and power and viewed him as pathetic. It had stung his pride, more than he cared to admit it as it had been years since anyone had dared to mock him like this, but now she was about to eat her words. She flinched as he dismissively patted her head, stroking her beautiful hair, but was smart enough not to pull away, which he registered with satisfaction.

“Raise your ass! All these guys will want a good look at your holes!” he ordered and leaned over her as she obeyed, planting a stinging slap on her butt that made her cry out. Digging his fingers into her malleable flesh, he spread her cheeks wide apart. “What do you think, boys? Is Detective McKenna fuckable?”

The men standing behind Nancy cheered and whistled at the sight of her orifices while Syd, who had fought her way back to her hands and knees, looked absolutely horrified at her partner’s humiliation. He winked at her before he straightened.

“Sounds like my men are fans of yours!” he grinned at Nancy, who looked ready to cry. “And so am I!”

He wrapped Nancy’s long, silky hair tightly around his fist, not only taking control, but even more importantly he assured that she felt it too. “Pull my shorts down!”

Now she sobbed out loud, unable to stop herself any longer. She had wanted to stay strong, but this was too much. “P-please, Michael…” she tried to implore, but gasped at the sharp buzz of Syd’s collar and the pained cry of her friend.

“Do it, cunt!”

Seeing the tough woman reduced to tears made it all only sweeter as Nancy gave in. Grabbing the waistband of his shorts with both hands, she tugged it down. He helped her out by lifting his hips, letting her pull his trunks down to his knees. The look on her face was priceless as inch after inch of his cock was exposed to the air, the small, inconspicuous man proving to be remarkably hung. His shaft was as wide as Nancy’s wrist, and she guessed him to be at least eight inches long, far bigger than any cock she had seen in person. As she pulled the waistband down to his knees it sprung free and a well-timed flex on Wesson’s part caused it to smack the perplexed woman in the chin, causing laughter to erupt from the crowd.

“See, there you go, Detective McKenna!” the crime lord grinned, his freed cock swinging in front of her as she pulled his shorts all the way off, “Do you understand now why women remember me?”

Nancy was utterly speechless, staring at the monster in front of her with wide eyes. Circumcised and well-groomed, it really would have been an appealing sight if it weren’t for the circumstances, but as it was she felt terrified at the prospect of being abused by this… thing. She didn’t know what to do, but it turned out that Wesson had no plans of letting her decide anyway, using his tight grip on her hair to pull her face against his crotch. She moaned in protest as the fat, hard manhood was pressed against her face, but didn’t dare to put up any resistance as the criminal began rubbing it across her features.

“I wanted to do this for so long, McKenna!” Wesson grinned, delighting in the way she squinted in disgust at his treatment, squeezing her mouth and eyes shut. He made sure to rub his cock all over them. “I knew I would fuck you one day… a slut with an ass like yours, it was just a question of time!”

Nancy let out a muffled whimper in response, feeling utterly humiliated. Wesson didn’t smell bad per se, but being treated like this, not only by a man like him, but also in front of a crowd of lowlife thugs and her best friend… it was mind-blowingly degrading and she couldn’t even attempt to hide it and play it off. She shuddered as he insistently rubbed the wrinkled skin of his ball-sack against her lips and she got a good nose-full of his manly scent.

Wesson chuckled at her reaction, thrilled by the cheering response of the cartel men around him. Glancing over, the look on Detective Burnett’s face was almost hilarious: wide-eyed and mortified.

“You!” he snapped his fingers at the black woman like she was a dog. “Come here!”

Syd complied quickly, crawling up to Nancy’s side, who still moaned unwillingly against his balls, not even trying to put up a tough face. It seemed like whatever the customs men had done to her had really put the black woman in her place. Wesson waved two of his men over and handed each of them a remote to one of the collars.

“These bitches do something stupid, you zap them!” he ordered before grabbing Syd by her hair, making her wince. Now with one hand controlling each woman, he brought the black Detective closer. “Suck the tip!” he told her.

“Yes, sir!” Unlike her partner, it seemed like Syd Burnett had no resolve to resist any more and seemed urged to please. Amused, Wesson watched as she leaned forward and caught the head of his cock between her full, soft lips, engulfing it in the warmth of her mouth and sucking it, her big eyes looking up at him as if begging for reassurance. Given what he had seen of her in the past months, the act was remarkable. She seemed to have no qualms about sucking his cock as she began bobbing her head immediately.

“Open your mouth!” he growled at McKenna, giving her a light tug at her hair to affirm his order. Nancy opened her eyes, glaring up at him before her eyes widened when she saw her best friend and partner dutifully blowing Wesson. The sight made her jaw drop, making her involuntarily comply to his command but he didn’t mind. “Stick out your tongue!”

While he guided Syd with his left hand, making the black beauty take more and more of his cock and making her gag in the process, his right hand pulled Nancy along his shaft. He basically dragged her mouth along his cock, making her lick it and lather it up in her saliva, as his men watched the two stunning women give him a double blowjob.

“Fuck, that’s good!” he hissed, relishing the soft, warm, wet sensations of their mouths. It was like a porn fantasy with these gorgeous, exotic women worshiping his cock, **** to please him, naked and at his mercy. Loving how especially the Latina hated it, he pulled Syd down on his cock harder, making her gag as he bumped against the back of her throat, which in turn caused her thick saliva to drool down his cock. He made Nancy lap her friend’s spit up, which she did with humiliated revulsion.

“Fucking sluts…” Dragging Nancy up by her hair, he **** her to lick along the length of his cock until she reached the head where Syd was still busy being his wet fuckhole. “Now kiss!”

Nancy made a shocked squealing sound as her mouth was **** against Syd’s, but her partner did not share her sentiment. Not even missing a beat, the black Detective turned towards her friend and grabbed her face in both hands, her tongue forcing its way into her mouth. The Latina’s eyes widened, her body froze with shock, but she couldn’t even resist as Syd kissed her deeply, her tongue chasing Nancy’s in some sloppy action. Wesson grinned and their audience cheered as McKenna relented and gave in, closing her eyes to let it happen. There was no way out of this and her resistance would only hurt Syd, who herself didn’t seem to be in fighting condition. Steered by the crime lord’s firm hand, she allowed the other woman to have her way.

Wesson watched the spit-fueled kiss with avid attention, something he had imagined multiple times during their interrogations to amuse himself. Syd looked like she had kissed other women before, eager to please as she took charge while Nancy looked deliciously disgusted, her cute nose crinkled in revulsion of having her friend’s tongue inside her mouth.

He let it continue for a good minute, the men surrounding them more than into it all before he decided to join back in. Standing up, he pushed the head of his cock between the women’s mouths while still holding their hair in his fists. To his satisfaction, neither woman looked away as the head of his cock got in between them and instead their tongues lashed across his sensitive flesh in a most pleasurable way as their kiss turned back into a blowjob.

“Look at me!” he growled and watched with a wide grin as both complied, four beautiful, dark eyes peering up at him as they sucked his cock like the good little sluts they were. He pushed their mouths together so their upper lips and lower lips touched, their mouths combining to form a hole for him to fuck which he did for a while, enjoying the humiliation they were both feeling before he suddenly thrust his cock into Nancy’s mouth and started to thrust deep. She was obviously not as experienced as her partner and started to gag and retch almost immediately, which drew some more cheers from their crowd. Wesson showed her no mercy, fucking the defeated Detective’s mouth hard and fast while he made Burnett watch as she coughed and slobbered, soon glazing her own tits in spit.

“Pathetic!” he huffed when he finally pulled out and allowed her a breather, which had been more than necessary. Nancy wheezed, hauling air into her lungs as Wesson turned his hips and gave Syd a similar treatment, facefucking the submissive black detective. Syd, much more experienced through a more liberal sex life, managed to deal with the onslaught much better as Wesson made Nancy watch.

“See?!” Wesson addressed her, “Your partner knows how to handle a cock. How did you ever sleep your way up the ladder if you can’t suck dick like this?”

“Probably something to do with her ass!” one of his men chimed in and everyone laughed, making Nancy want to cry. Being talked about like this, used like this, humiliated like this, it was like a nightmare.

As Wesson jammed his cock back into her mouth and fucked her face, Nancy felt a pair of tears roll down her cheeks, looking miserably up at her tormentor. She bucked as he triggered her gag reflex, but he **** her to take him nonetheless and she did her best not to fight him. When he pulled out, strands of slimy spit followed his cock, splattering against her naked upper body.

“Such good sluts!” he mocked, then proceeded to slap his glistening meat into their faces, both women flinching and moaning with humiliation as their beautiful features were smeared with their own spit. Neither of them resisted in the slightest when he pulled them in close. “Suck my balls, you fucking bimbos!”

Eyes closed, their cheeks pressed together due to the limited room, Syd and Nancy complied in unison, accepting the vile man’s testicles inside their mouths. They could feel the hot, hard length of his cock lying against their faces as they engulfed his balls with the warm, wet cavities of their mouth. It was the ultimate picture of defeat, the two Detectives on their knees, naked, worshipping the nuts of the man they had come to take down. He smirked as a slight twist of his grip on their hair made the women moan in discomfort, which sent a pleasurable tingle up his spine.

“Alright, you two worthless cocksockets…” he groaned, loving every second, “I know you cunts really love this, but it’s time for us to move on. So many things to do…”