Karl snickered and in a mocking tone said, “Don’t flatter yourself you skank. I personally wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole, but I’m obligated by my job to do a thorough pat down as part of the investigation. I need to make sure you have no weapons, drugs paraphernalia or drugs on or in your person. Stay still and don’t move unless I tell you. Understood?” Linda nodded her head.
From her waist, Sgt. Miller moved his hands upward bringing with him the bottom of the wife beater shirt. He exposed her midsection taking his time as he ran his hands around her tight stomach. Linda tried to think of something else; she felt so vulnerable and the officer’s calloused fingers on her bare skin were igniting her passion. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and she thought she felt his body touch hers.
Sgt. Miller continued the pat down running his hands up her torso exposing more of her body as he made sure to inch her shirt upward. She swore she felt a slight push against her bottom as he made his way up to her chest. Suddenly, in one clean sweep her shirt was over her boobs. Sgt. Miller took his sweet time positioning the front of her shirt over her exposed tits. He purposely ran his hands back down to her stomach gently massaging her midsection as his hands made his way up again.
His strong touch and his manly scent sent Linda over the edge and she tried to stifle an orgasm; alas, she couldn’t keep it hidden. Her body convulsed lightly as she whimpered biting her lower lip. He knew his touch was turning her on but he was playing his part well. In a very harsh, hushed tone he reminded her to stay still whilst rubbing his crotch lightly against her scantily clad ass. For a split second she silently begged Robert to come rescue her.
Sgt. Miller reached up and cupped her tits in his hands lifting them up, separating them and he took joy in bouncing them a bit in his gruff hands. He assured her he was only making sure she didn’t have any drugs or needles stashed under her tits as he pinched her hardened nipples. He squeezed and massaged her tits longer than necessary causing Linda to moan and whimper as his touch set her body on fire. She felt weak in the knees and fell forward against the wall pushing her ass against the cop’s crotch. He rubbed against her a tad bit harder intent on making her beg for his cock.
He brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, “I’m going to leave your tits exposed as I continue my search downward. Don’t you fucking move.” His closeness and hot breath against her skin kept her in a daze. He grabbed her waist rather forcefully and turned her around facing the couch causing her tits to jiggle. Linda could have sworn she saw movement out of the corner of her eye but she didn’t give it a second thought.
The officer kicked her legs open and pushed her upper torso down onto the sofa, forcing Linda to jut her ass outward with her face buried in the sofa. She heard Sgt. Miller mutter under his breath, “What the fuck? This bitch has no panties on.”
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