Use the "TeaBag" method to extract information

Yeah. That’s it. That'll make her talk. She’ll probably have problems talking with your balls in her mouth, but you don’t concern yourself with such details.

In the few moments it took you to compose a plan of action after basking in the attention of the grade-A slut-central that is the police station in the amazing universe, DA Cannoli at your feet, or rather at your cock has managed to compose herself somewhat. It’s to her credit that despite the primal odour emanating from your unwashed cock, a mixture of your pungent jizz, pre-cum and the dick-cheese remaining after Officer Guzzler's rather thorough cleaning which still did not prevail over your lack of personal hygiene as well as throat juices extracted from poor Penny’s mouth, the defeated Italian remains defiant despite being on her kneeds.

As you close the remaining distance, she finally turns away and submits, defeated and visibly disgusted by the pulsing, virile meatpole directed at her delicate features. Your partner-in-crime, or rather the “solving” of crime, the ebony amazon behind her doesn’t grant her that luxury however, and wraps both of her strong dark hands around the sides of her bronze-skinned face, turning her back towards you despite and easily overcoming her resistance. Cannoli turns her eyes away full of disgust, but you don’t really care, jerking off with reckless abandon now and feeling like one of the main actors in some French bukkake flick.

Having figured out what long, hard and warm object bumped into her flawless office dress originally, the refined Italian runs red with baleful anger again as one of her tied hands darts to her behind to probe the large wankstain marking her firm, succulent ass that has started the whole debacle for her.

“THAT’S IT!” She angrily proclaims at the top of her lungs, fighting the disgusting stench assaulting her nostrils as your jerk off inches away from her face. “I don’t know who you think you are, but running around with your filthy cock exposed and slapping it on women’s asses is certainly not within the bounds of the law. Besides, looking at all the disgusting phlegm around it, you’ve probably been facefucking some poor girl not too long ago. Don’t think Agent Frelling or the Cunt Intervention Assesors will get you out of this!”

You almost feel berated by her tirade, but then you remember what the white horse told you and just silently continue stroking your cock, dripping a few globs of pre-cum onto her perfect forehead, making the feisty bronze-skinned bitch flinch with scorn and disgust. This leaves it up to Agent Frelling to reply. While not having the benefit of the world catering to her every sexual whim, she seems just as unimpressed, and keeps the District Attorney’s head in place with a strong grip of her hands. Having just jerked you off, some pre-cum still soils her hands and she gently massages into the captive’s skin while replying in a markedly calm, measured tone: “I don’t think so at all. Investigations about matters of national security require unorthodox methods sometimes. You of all people should be aware of that. And if you cooperated earlier, David wouldn’t have to be here at all.”

Slightly irritated, but still full of righteous fury, the DA Looks back towards you. At this point you have accelerated the stroking motions of your hand and make sloppy wet noises right in front of her face covering it in a drizzle of filth. Cannoli snaps again: “WHAT KIND OF POLICE METHODS INVOLVE PUBLIC MASTURBATION? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?”

While she continues her furious lapse, you size her up while continuing to stroke rapidly. Slim, nice tits, smart-looking face ready to be ruined. Oh yeah, you want her. One last look towards Frelling confirms she’s still looking at you expectedly while holding the captive’s head in place and even cocking it upwards invitingly. Her facial expression is inscrutable as ever, but you have a vague feeling that if her coat was open, her “work uniform” would struggle to cover up an inviting, moist chocolate pussy and rock-hard nipples. Maybe she can join in later. Whatever, time to get to work. This police detective stuff won’t do itself.

Before the furious brunette can start the next outburst, you chime in gracefully: “The one where you shut. The. Fuck. Up. Now, if you don’t want to suck my cock right now, tell me what you know about that facefucker guy or whatever…” You trail off towards the end, having only partially understood the previous proceedings, but your message is clear.

An almost unnerving silence fills the bullpen, normally filled with a cacophony of screams. The slutty cop-bitches around that have been gossiping around (probably those horny sluts have been commenting on your dick) shut up up after such a blatant display of disrespectful insubordination. DA Cannolli’s jaw almost drops. She is taken aback by your perverted rude outburst that under any other circumstances would have destroyed your life and reputation forever. In BJU, the mighty brunette used to deciding the fate of poor sobs over a morning coffee finds herself suddenly getting down on her knees while still angrily shouting: “YOU DISGUSTING PERVERT. I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD LAWY…”

Well, enough is enough. Time for her to learn her place. You shuffle the last step towards her your cock awkwardly swinging back and forth in front of her face. Before she can reply, you shut her up real good with a final, powerful slap your meaty cock on her cheek stopping her protestations with a meaty thud.

The blue-blooded beauty below you shrieks loudly as she is hit with the full **** of your veiny girth. Your cock leaves a large soggy, red mark as it comes to a rest on her waiting face. A dumb, blissfully power-tripping expression covers your face now and your cock happily twitches spreading a mucous layer of sticky, vulgar pink-hued mess over the powerful careerist woman as you use her head as a pedestal for your dick. Damn, BJU is a great place.

Your arrogant bronze-skinned cock-mount catches her breath below while you publicly **** her by rubbing your donkey dick over her delicate, refined features. Shock retreats from her face and her mouth closes with a vicious frown returns to her lips while you finally continue your crude interrogation: “Tell us where the facefucker is hiding, bitch. Or else this is going up your pretty little mouth”. Of course, you’re facefucking her no matter what, but she doesn’t have to know it yet.

Despite the throbbing uncut cock resting diagonally across her face, the **** glare she gives you from the one eye not covered by your cock and some of your pubes (you should really shave) makes you shudder a bit. Thankfully, she only momentarily focuses on your face before looking off somewhere to the side. In the background, you faintly notice the voices of the busty model-worthy cop-whores surrounding you growing louder again. Oh, they haven’t seen nothing yet. You fully intend to let all your frustrations out on the bitchy insolent slut.

“Tough nut to crack, aren't we? How about you suck on deez nuts instead then, huh Ballsack Attorney”, you can’t help but cackle out, thrusting your pelvis forward and dragging your hairy, sweaty balls up her chin and lips and into her nose and eyes. Your cock, arching over her smart hairdo in a mucous wet trail momentarily punches into Frelling’s detective coat with it's angry head, adding another soggy print at the front. Thankfully, your ebony superior doesn’t seem to mind and only smirks vaguely as you pull back again. Looking down onto Cannoli’s face you giggle stupidly seeing her classy rimmed glasses knocked off balance by the **** of the impact giving her a ditzy look: “Don’t look so smart now, huh slut?”

Cannolli finally speaks up, her voice just as unbearably bitchy, but made pleasant enough by the warm, tickling sensation of her breath on your hairy balls while she speaks: “I have nothing to tell you, degenerate bastard except for one thing. Your cock stinks.”

Throwing one last glance towards your amazon companion before ravaging this annoying chick’s throat, you find her giving you a subtle encouraging nod towards the waiting face below: “Looks like she’s still resisting. Show me what you got, Recruit David”. Well, if you ever needed encouragement to facefuck a helpless slut, you got that covered now as well: “Oh don’t you worry Frelling, I’ll make this dumb bitch sing”, you reply, remembering this from some Mafia show you used to love but forgot the name off, forgetting momentarily that you’re supposed to be on the side of the law.

While the sophisticated Italian is shocked at being treated like a cheap whore, she seems to take more offence in being disrespected by a low-life that somehow ended up on the **** than the sexual humiliation itself. Looking down on her as she’s trying to boss around with her bitchy frowning mouth mashed into your hairy, sweaty nutsack (you should really wash more often), you smile a sleazy grin, and pry open her mouth with your claw-like hands trying to mash your pube-covered balls inside. After failing a few times, you pull back and give her another hard slap with your cock, leaving a red cock-shaped print on her other cheek. Annoyed at her resistance, you point at her face with depraved fervour, and bark loudly: “Open up, or I will make you. What’s it gonna be slut?”

This finally gives you what you want. The kneeling, elegant office stunner submits and parts her classy, thin lips, already defiled by a few stray curly pubes clinging onto them. She still demonstrates her absolute disdain of your authority by spitting onto your balls, but the threat of cockslapping is too great with the size of your thing which fills your heart with pride and warmth. Ignoring her spitting, you go straight for the prize and jam your fingers into the corners, rudely prying it open before cramming your sweltering, cum-churning globes inside at once.

Cannoli is definitely not used to this kind of treatment, and gags loudly as you pry open her sensitive mouth with your huge balls, your massive cock resting on her face and your hairy ass crack just inches away from her nose. Sitting down on her face like a stool, your could almost cum right then and there from the mindless pleasure of domination and finally stop jerking off like you have been this whole time. In the process, you have managed to spread a drizzle of pre-cum that constantly drips from your aroused dick all over her features. Even before you have started in earnest, her previously magazine-cover face is already starting to become a mess of pink and white wet streaks and dishevelled make-up as well as spray pubes sprinkled across wildly. You feel proud. Hard work pays off.

Your smile grows larger as you watch her obviously inexperienced mouth gag on your nutsack. It is definitely far better at screaming that it is at sucking, she soon slobbers out of the edges of her mouth. The mixture of spit, lipstick and filth left over by your cock and balls trickles down onto her perfectly white blouse, completely defiling her pristine looks. She’s obviously trying to deny you the pleasure of actively licking your balls, but her tongue flinches as she gasps for air and flicks across the hairy skin of your balls pleasantly. Her gag reflex seems to be rather week judging by the massive amounts and occasional vulgar retching noises that the formerly bossy bitch can’t suppress. Not much of her formerly domineering looks remains either way - with her cheeks bulging to accommodate your pulsing hairy orbs, she looks more like an angrily glaring chipmunk.

Just as the punished Italian bitch is starting to get used to it, you give her a condescending pat on her head. Time to be even more of dick. With a swift motion of your bony legs, you jump up into the air, yanking your pulsing balls out of her mouth in one swift, violent motion. Abruptly filling with air again, an explosion of slobber, pubes and sweat mixed with lipstick bursts out of her bitchy hole, running down onto Frelling’s diligently holding hands, some of it ending up on her brow and even further into her hair. A jet of the disgusting mixture explodes out of one of her nostrils, some of it ending up near your ass and most of it dripping down onto her white top which is increasingly growing transparent with disheveled pink hues mixed in between.

All this is accompanied by a series of loud guttural noises as the slobbering mess below you desperately gasps for air. If you would let her, of course. Instead, you quickly drop back down again, mashing your warm, wet and hairy nuts into her wide opened mouth again, yelling out loudly: “TEABAG, BITCH”. To the hot multitude of barely covered cop sluts surrounding you, you probably look like a massive idiot right now, but you don’t care much, thumping your own chest while below, your cock-sleeve desperately struggles to breathe, coughing up another huge wave of saliva out of the corners of her mouth and running out of her nose in an almost constant, uncontrollable stream. She shrieks in surprise, but her cries are muffled by your massive nuts and her protestations have a rather pleasant, almost massaging effect instead.

Finally coming down from your power high, you gaze forward and notice Frelling’s piercing gaze resting on you, one eyebrow arched inquisitively. Giving your superior a smile she probably considers more idiotic then reassuring, you add: “Works every time, trust me”. She doesn’t have to know you’ve never done this in real life, hell this is Blowjob Universe and if you want to teabag a bitch, you’re going to. Nobody is going to stop you.

Just as you brace yourself to increase the speed of your perverted humiliation, you are suddenly interrupted by some massive **** hitting your shoulder. Like a girl, you shriek loudly as you slouch to the side almost toppling over and dragging and slapping your cock over the degraded face of your Italian ballsucker. Despite your façade of being a “tough agent” coming crashing down, your valiant cock-stool saves you from landing head first on the floor. Unfortunately for her, your balls are once again yanked halfway out of Cannoli’s mouth so the whole scene is accompanied by another series of gasps, guttural coughs and wet spurts drizzling all over the place. Her blouse is fully transparent at this point, putting the sluttish lace bra propping up her perky tits on full display.

The poor woman just can't catch a rest. As she finally catches breath again, you finally regain your balance and re-assume your comfortable sitting position, plunging your nuts into the warm confines of her mouth once again. Her eyes almost roll, and explosion of unidentifiable, revolting fluids flies as far as Frelling’s coat while poor Cannoli struggles with a series of loud, throaty sounds. Her face is a total mess at this point, completely covered a wet film, make-up running, and hair dishevelled and clumped up by your wet, warmly pulsing cock.

Thankfully, with your attention elsewhere, she gets some much-needed respite for now. Looking to the side to find out whether you were hit by a truck or a piano landed on your shoulder, you find a massive, surprisingly cold hand there locking you in place. While it’s obviously female, it looks and feels more like a bear’s paw.

Slowly and carefully, you finally bring up the courage to turn around and face the owner while the wet beneath finally subside.