"Good luck on the sting Craig, we've all got things we need to do here," said Officer Mike Rutledge.
"Thanks, we need to clean these streets up they're getting more decrepit each night," replied Officer Craig Stanford as he left the police station.
He parked his car in his usual sentry position where he's been quite successful over the last few weeks busting drug runners and prostitutes. This will be his last night in this particular spot as most of the criminal elements are moving elsewhere now that the word has gotten out that its being monitored.
A woman sluttishly dressed with long dirty blond hair tapped up the pathway with her sharp red 'fuck me' heels. She poked her head into a car idled on the side of the road. The door opened and she got in.
Craig waited a little while before he pulled out his spy glasses and watched the man in the driver seat hand over some cash to the woman as she bent over him and undid his belt. Craig reached over and unclipped his seat belt and opened the door, he walked over to the car and tapped the driver side window with his night stick. He called out "Open the door please, now. This is the police."
A squeal from inside the car issued as the woman's head jolted her 'john's' lap and peered into Craig's piercing blue eyes. "Sir I will require your ID, you will be required to pay a fine within the next thirty days or go to court and let the judge deal with it."
The reedy man in the seat fumbled for his wallet and handed Craig his ID. After Craig noted his address in his note book, he handed it back to him and told the woman "I need you to come with me for processing at the station."
The woman opened her door and stepped out her sharp high heels tapping against the pebbled road. "Have a nice night sir," said Craig pleased with himself as he lead the woman to the patrol car.
"What is your name miss?" asked Craig as he started the car.
"Sugar," she said.
"No, your real name," said Craig.
She sighed and said, "Amelia Crosstown."
She observed the cop in the front seat and thought of a way she could get out of this thing as watched his powerful muscles beneath his uniform ripple as he drove, he and the other cops there won't know what hit them she thought to herself and smiled.
Craig hauled 'Sugar' in through the doors of the police station where three of his friends were working behind the computers. Them being the only four left for the night shift. His best friend Officer Steven Cooper turned around and whistled at her she looked around the room and saw that the other three cops all male were just as good looking as Craig and as well built as him. She put her plan into action and quickly dropped to her knees attacking Craig's belt.
Too shocked to react he stood there as she opened his pants and pulled them and his boxers down and quickly engulfed his rapidly thickening cock. Craig moaned as she sucked his cock wrapping her lips and tongue around him.
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Amelia aka Sugar, was having a rough night, her feet were swollen to the core, and she was tired of dodging the pimps that circled her and a few other girls as the night went on, so she was grateful when a pretty black Lexus pulled up, one that was not laced with the signs of the police. This would be her last trick turned for the night, she thought, then she could go lay it down and relax through the morning hours, maybe go to the 24 hour sandwich shop, and have a quick bite. She plastered on that sinfully wicked smile and slowly approached the car, a few words were passed and soon enough she was inside taking care of business.
"70 for a blow job and 100 for a fuck," she told the older gentlemen as she got in. He rudely shoved 70 dollars in her hand, and she rolled her eyes, as he unzipped his pants, and pulled her head down. She could see he was looking out, trying to make sure that he wasn't being watched, but soon enough she heard that familiar tap on the window, the one that only a night stick could make hitting glass. "Fuck," she whispered and immediately sat up right, fixing the shirt where her "johns" hand had slipped under.
Running her hands through her messy blonde hair she nodded to the officer, as the guy fumbled for his information. This was routine for her, she knew the drill. With quite an attitude she emerged from the car, nearly twisting her ankle on the cracked pavement. Amelia knew better than to give him a fake name but...she had to be smart with him after all she would be sitting the rest of the night in a dark cold cell. Finally giving up her real name, she sighed knowing it would only be a matter of seconds before they ran it and seen this was not her first time but more like 5th or 6th. Leaning against the cop car as much as she could, her mouth watered at the site of the officer who was writing the man's ticket. His arms were thick and muscular. Smiling deviously the wheels in her head were already spinning as she planned to work her magic.
Soon they were waltzing through the doors, and her eyes lit up as she seen the other gorgeous officers, all of whose eyes were undressing the little bit of material she did wear this evening. Pulling away from the cop the held her she dropped to her knees almost immediately when she seen the nearest officer. Grabbing his belt line, she eagerly pulled his pants down letting his cock slip from them, barely getting his boxers off. Quickly taking him into her mouth she sucked him off like a pro, smiling as he rose to the occasion.
Craig groaned as the woman gripped his now throbbing cock with her hands. 'God damn this woman knows how to suck' he thought, as she sucked the head of his cock while stroking his thick eight inch meat. Releasing his cock she fondled his balls and sucked one of them into her mouth rolling it around with her tongue. Craig's legs buckled slightly as he moaned from her pulling.
Steven got up from his chair and strode towards them while Mike and Officer Damian Brewer watched them intently from their seats.
She was laughing inside at how he seemed to melt to her advances. He was like putty in her hands, and from the corner of her eye she could see the others growing interest. The way she sucked his flesh into her mouth, it was easy for his knees to go weak, she was a professional. Looking up at him with her lusty, dirty gaze, she lowered her straps of her dress, revealing her perfect little breasts.
"Oh fuck," groaned Craig as she let his balls drop from her mouth as she drew his aching flesh back into her mouth, her teeth lightly grazing him. Her fingers reached up and massaged the extremely sensitive bundle of nerves under his sack near his arse. Craig's head jerked back as he cried out from the sensation.
She relished the taste of his pre-cum already seeping out steadily was a strange blend of salty and sweet at the same time.
Steven walked up to her with his bulge prominent in his tight uniform pants. Sugar turned and with one hand stroked the large imposing bulge in his pants.
"You want some too do you big guy?" she husked as she stroked him