Sometimes you've just gotta jerk it

You slowly start stroking your cock, so as not to move too much and reveal your hiding place underneath Titgirl's sheets. Alma continues ransacking her roommate's closet, searching for whatever had made the strange noises, unable to stop herself from doing sexy poses or revealing more and more of her body as she does it. With a frustrated grunt she steps out of the college and throws her arms down to her sides, which causes her huge tits to bounce out of her uniform. She doesn't even notice, turning away from the closet and inadvertently giving you a full view of her chest.

Her creamy, perfectly smooth dark skin is practically jaw-dropping, and you can't help but picture getting your hands and mouth on yet another perfect pair of tits. You'd think spending time on this planet would get you used to the site of beautiful breasts jiggling in front of you, but no. Your appetite will never be satisfied.

You start stroking faster and faster, repositioning yourself slightly to get a better view. Alma, noticing that her tits are exposed, removes her top entirely and tosses it out of the room onto the couch.

"Fucking Claire." She sighs. "I could clean this up, or I could play with her toys..." She says to herself with a little laugh.

You move again so you can keep watching, while still stroking your cock.

"Huh? What's that one?" Alma asks and steps closer to the bed where you're hiding. At that same moment, you realize you can feel the air of the room on your cock... your repositioning has caused it to become uncovered by the blankets and sheets. You try to move your hand back under the covers quickly to fix it, but it's too late: Alma has spotted you.

"What have we here? Did Claire hide another one of her slutty futa girlfriends in bed while she's at work?" Alma wraps a warm and soft hand around your dick and uses her other hand to yank all of the blankets off of you. She gasps at the sight of the naked man in her roommate's bed and stumbles back for a second.

Just then, some kind of high-tech radio on her bracelet chirps. "OFFICER ALMA, REPORTS OF AN ATTEMPTED ROBBERY NEAR YOUR LOCATION. ARE YOU ABLE TO RESPOND?"

Alma stays silent, staring at you with wide eyes. She ignores the radio and hits a button on her bracelet, silencing it. Without saying anything, she bites her lip and gets onto the bed, straddling you, with your hard cock pointing in the air and pressing against her lower stomach. You feel her long hair brushing against your bare legs and she puts one hand on your chest to indicate that you shouldn't move.

"Think. Very. Carefully. Before you respond." Her voice is sultry and commanding. It must be her cop voice. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't call this in and have you locked up, man-person."