Chapter 170

• Nicole stuck out the tip of her tongue and ran it from the base of his shaft and up along his length. Her tongue felt hypersensitive, the taste buds picking up every ridge and vein along his dick. She moaned at the saltiness, the pungent musk of an aroused male. As she made her way to his big mushroom tip, his cock twitched and a thick drop of precum beaded out. Instinctively, she lapped it up, mewling at the salty sweet taste.
• The cop looked down at her, looking like a tower of absolute authority. “You like the taste don’t you? Bet that’s what you fucking liberals do all day in college, fuck around and not much else.”
• Nicole wanted to protest, but as she opened her mouth, the cop grabbed the back of her head and forced his bulbous head into her mouth. Her lips stretched painfully to accomodate him, tears welling up in her eyes.