Did someone call for backup?

“Jim you there, over.” Officer Jacobs called out using his radio. A worried look crossed his face. Jim was new to the squad, and it was odd he wasn't answering his radio. These squatting sweeps were normally a pretty boring affair. Each cop takes a floor, collects his 'rent' money and their out, little or no trouble. So there was no real reason for him to worry when Jim didn't respond. His radio was probably just dead.

“Floor 4 clear” he said into the radio as he pocketed his cash. “Jim isn't responding to his radio, prolly just a equipment problems, but I'm gonna check it out. Over”

“Roger, we'll head your way once we've cleared our floors, over.”

Causally, Jacobs made his way down to the third floor. Checking out each hallway stopping when he saw one of the doors still open. Cautiously he approached the apartment.

“Hey Jim, you in here, why weren't you answering your radi.. holy shit” he said, shocked at what he saw. There Jim was, absolutely pounding away at a gorgeous petite raven haired beauty. The girl was a perfect 10, covered in sweat, as she moaned at Jim to fuck her harder. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

Max let her head roll to her side as she let go, and simple enjoyed the brutal fucking she was receiving. Her eyes half open, she noticed that they were no longer alone, another cop stood near the door, watching her as she was fucked. She bit her lip as the idea of being watched ignited a new fire inside of her. Their eyes met in a lust filled glare. “UmmmM” Max tried to speak but could only moan as Jim began squeezing her tits. Regaining some control as looked at this new cop, his arousal evident, and with a breathless moan she called him over. “Come'ere”