Oct 31, 2022
The motorcycle unit have their own rules. They pull up, walk in, unzip, and ride to release, before pulling out, zipping up, and heading back out on duty.
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The motorcycle unit have their own rules. They pull up, walk in, unzip, and ride to release, before pulling out, zipping up, and heading back out on duty.
He’s just checking my address so he can stop by, unzip, and unload in my mouth that big batch of brew he’s been building all morning.
“Just pull in anywhere . . . you don’t have to worry about pulling out” I grinned.
He came up, unzipped, and proceeded to use my mouth for the next thirty minutes before freeing his fat fuck fluid. And no, he didn’t pull out, or ask before releasing, not that I was expecting him to. He just pumped balls deep and dumped his load in my mouth, holding my head down on his spewing shaft, as he emptied his balls and made me swallow the lot.
Officer: “That was awesome, thanks buddy.”
His Buddy: “Did he swallow?”
Officer: “Yeah, I just came in his fucking mouth and made him.”
His buddy knew he needed some relief so sent him to see me and knew exactly what he wanted and let him take it.
Officer: “Is it close by?”
Me: “Very.”
Officer: “I’ll be right over.”
Nothing like the promise of some much needed, sweet afternoon release to get the Officer’s attention. This stud needed to empty his balls, and I lived just across the road so things worked out perfectly.
“Yeah, we’re up for it.”
I’ll say they were. Blondie unzipped and unloaded in my mouth first, and his buddy was right behind him.