Sorgu odasında ateşli kaslı bebek tarafından kırılan mahkum

The interrogation room was cold, but nothing compared to the heat radiating from Rose Fit. Dressed in a sheer mesh police uniform that hugged her ripped body, she towered over me in my orange latex prison jumpsuit. Her arms wrapped around my neck, squeezing tight as she demanded, “Where's the cash?” I refused to break, but Rose wasn't the kind of woman you could resist for long. She left me to sweat, only to return with a 10-inch black strapon strapped to her hips. My stomach twisted as she barked her next order: “On your knees.” I obeyed. She shoved her cock deep into my throat, making me gag, and spit as she face-fucked me against my will. Drool ran down my chin, coating her strap as she used my mouth for her own satisfaction. But she wasn't done. Rose bent me over the interrogation table, pressing my latex-clad body down flat. “Your ass is mine now,” she growled, and with one intense thrust, she drove her cock inside me. The table shook as her muscular body pounded my ass, he