Paranoia Pt. 3

Officer Jenny moaned, her loud slurping echoing in the small confines of the police car. Her eyes glanced up at the rear view mirror and saw the sexy male sex doll in the back of the car, that perfect cock standing permanently hard and ready for her. She couldn't help herself and had fished out her partner's dick and began sucking him off. Officer Rich had been so pent up just a few minutes into the drive from glancing at the sexy naked female sex doll in the back he didn't mind at all. They both felt a bit of road head between partners was normal, if anything it was incredibly healthy. And boy did Jenny like giving sloppy head.

"God Jenny...you slurp cock like such a slut..." Officer Rich groaned his eyes hardly focused on the road.

"Yes....a slut!" Officer Jenny giggled and gagged herself again, her uniform mostly unbuttoned her bra and tits poking out the top as she bent over. "Maybe we should do this all the time...you drive...slsllrrp...I suck..."

"Yes! Makes so much sense. Then I can focus better." He nodded and groaned, his eyes completely closed. Opening them back he noticed the car veering off the road and quickly steered them back on course last second, the force of the car jerking pulling her mouth down to the base of his shaft unexpectedly choking her completely. "Sorry, you were getting a bit too good!"

Officer Jenny looked up with a sinful grin, "Oh you liked that?" She then doubled her efforts, exactly replication the movements and twirling of her head and tongue. Officer Rich began moaning and bucking into her mouth, head laying back. Suddenly there was several loud bumps going over the car and it snapped Rich out of his orgasm. He didn't even realize he had just cum all over his work partner's face and breasts.

"What the fuck was that?"

Jenny wiped her eye, "Sounded like we hit something." They both looked behind their car seeing a body laying on the road. "Shit...or somebody..."

Officer Rich put his dick away cursing and slamming the steering wheel. "Told you that you were sucking dick too good! Fucking slut! Now we are fucked. I'm going to check up on them, see if..." He couldn't say it. If anyone found out any of this they would lose their jobs. Stepping wordlessly out of the car he adjusted his uniform and hat to look proper and professional and approached the body laying on the road. Just in case the person was still alive, Rich started covering his own ass, "Have you been drinking? Are you hurt?"

No movement. Nothing. Continuing his walk he sighed. This wasn't a good sign. If the dash cam saw any of this...they needed an alibi some sort of story. Finally Rich was standing over the fallen figure. It was a man, seemingly young maybe early twenties. Wearing nothing but some briefs. He had scratches, almost like claw marks all over his back. Rich bent down and felt for a pulse. Nothing.

"Fuck you gotta be kidding me!" Rich hissed and looked around. Luckily the housing they rented was deep along the coast, far from the main part of Serenity Hills. But what was this guy doing here? And what were all these scratches from? Why was he half naked? Sitting on the road he sighed. There was nothing her could do now but pray. Pray the dash cam wasn't working, or some angle made it hard to see. Or that his rear view camera wasn't currently recording him sitting around beside a dead body of a man he just hit. What excuse could he of had? Sighing he finally got up and walked back into the car. There was a moment of silence confirming to Officer Jenny the worst.

"We can figure this out, Rich." Jenny grabbed his hand. "I've heard people do so much worse and get off completely fine. When someone reports this they report it to us. As long as we give no reason for anybody to check our footage, nobody has any reason to believe we did this. Just get that dick back out turn the car back on and fucking drive before someone spots us here."

It felt so wrong, so fucked up. Hell Rich even wanted answers to what the hell happened to the guy. But he trusted Jenny, he knew she was the smart one and did as she said. They were beyond gone at this point. He just had to learn to accept it.

Little did either of them know the person they hit had been dead for several hours. And a yellow pair of eyes sat watching as the car drove off. The observer may have lost their reanimated victim, but they may have found two new playthings...