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Chapter 5 by Erosire Erosire

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Let's check out some law enforcement

As Officer Jenkins strode into the bustling police station, the moans and heavy breathing reverberated throughout the room. Despite the cacophony surrounding her, the statuesque blonde maintained an air of determination as she approached her desk. Her auburn-haired coworker, Officer Thompson, was leaning on it, caught in the throes of ecstasy while a well-built janitor pumped into her dripping cunt.

"Mmmpf... good morning, Officer Jenkins," Officer Thompson managed to utter between thrusts, her pussy clenched around the janitor's thick cock.

"Morning, Thompson," replied Officer Jenkins, catching her breath as a muscular uniformed officer behind her thrust his rock-hard member into her tight, wet pussy. She dropped her paperwork onto the desk, its crisp pages stained with a mixture of saliva and semen from a thousand shared blowjobs.

"Fuck, that feels good," Officer Thompson moaned as the janitor rammed into her quivering cunt with a primal grunt. "Jenkins, the captain wants to see you," she gasped, her words punctuated by the sounds of penetration. "Mmmph. He's in his office, fucking the new chick from dispatch..."

Officer Jenkins pushed herself off the desk with a groan, feeling the officer's thick shaft plunge even deeper into her. She managed to free herself and, with a wet pop, his cock slipped from her well-used pussy. "Thanks, Thompson," she said as she straightened her uniform and began to walk the familiar, semen-streaked path to the captain's office.

On the way, she passed the break room, where two officers were balls-deep in the wide open mouths of Deputy Paige and Sergeant Matthews, their gagging muffled by the thrusting cocks. Their saliva mixed with the pungent smell of sweat and sex, staining the freshly brewed coffee resting on the table.

As she passed Asher by the evidence locker, he thrust his throbbing cock into her mouth without a word. A familiar dance ensued. Officer Jenkins bobbed her head, her cheeks hollowed, expertly taking his length while the taste of pre-cum filled her mouth.

"Jenkins, I could use a hot coffee... aaah... after this," Asher grunted as he tightened his grip on her head, thrusting with newfound urgency.

Officer Jenkins nodded, already dreading the quivering legs that would make running the errand a sexual minefield, and let Asher's cock slip between her lips with a wet slurp.

She approached the captain's office, the raucous laughter wafting through the doorway. Entering the surprisingly calm oasis from the relentless sexual frenzy on the other side, she saluted Captain Daniels, who was behind his desk, his cock buried deep in the mouth of an eager, petite dispatcher.

"Officer Jenkins, take a, ah, seat," Captain Daniels groaned as the dispatcher's gagging intensified. "I'd like to talk about...fuck... our latest case."

Officer Jenkins lowered herself onto the throbbing erection of a plainclothes detective waiting in the chair, her tight pussy stretching to accommodate his girth. She clenched the armrests as the initial shock subsided, then addressed her superior. "Yes, sir. I'm ready to hear what you have to say."

Captain Daniels, beads of sweat forming on his brow, adjusted himself in his chair and cleared his throat. He was nearing his climax, but the concern on his face indicated the importance of the conversation at hand.

"The victim at the downtown shooting last night..." he stammered, his voice wavering as the dispatcher's skilled tongue swirled around the head of his swollen member. "...we've got reason to believe it's connected to... oh, God... a larger criminal organization."

Officer Jenkins' eyes grew wide at the revelation, but her focus was severely tested by the detective beneath her. His upward thrusts, though well-timed and satisfying, made it difficult for her to process the gravity of the situation.

"Have we, mmph, identified any potential suspects, sir?" she asked, struggling to maintain her composure as her juices dripped onto the detective's heaving torso.

"Not yet, but we need to infiltrate the... fuck!... organization," Captain Daniels said between moans, on the verge of coming. "Jenkins, you're... aahh... the best undercover cop we've got. We need you on this."

Officer Jenkins clenched her teeth and let out a guttural moan as the detective's thick cock found a particularly sensitive spot inside her. But despite the pleasure coursing through her, she nodded firmly. "Understood, sir. I'll do whatever it takes to bring them down."

Just as she finished her pledge of commitment, Captain Daniels exploded into the young dispatcher's throat with a guttural growl. The dispatcher, her cheeks bulging at the **** of his pulsating cock, gulped it all down with practiced ease.

Officer Jenkins, sensing the conclusion of their meeting, clenched her pussy around the detective's cock in a show of finality. With a whimper, she lifted her hips, releasing her now-spent partner.

She stood up with resolution in her lust-filled eyes, wiped her drenched thighs, and saluted her captain. "I'll get started right away, sir. I won't let you down."

As Officer Jenkins made her way back to her desk, reinvigorated by the potential implications of her new assignment, the sordid symphony of moans and slurping persisted in the background. The carnal odyssey involved in traversing the crowded precinct did little to deter her – the steely determination to expose the shadowy underworld of crime now her singular focus. In the midst of her sexual fervor, she was more than just a lust-driven officer – she was a **** of justice in a world where desire knew no bounds.

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