Quick and smooth accounts: the question of authority

07 <unk> QUESTION of authority It was a Friday night; my colleague and I were on our usual late-night patrol down a busy thoroughfare, noticing the absence of any normal commotion in view of this critical moment faced with the rampant pandemic, when we saw a vehicle moving at high speed and recklessly. The driver did not shake, accelerating even more and forcing me to start a chase in his pursuit; fortunately for me or perhaps because he (or she) was unfamiliar with the area, the vehicle made a right turn into a quieter one-way street only to be surprised by a delivery truck making parking maneuvers. I pulled the car over to the rear of the fleeing vehicle and turned off the siren. We got down, approached the other vehicle cautiously; my colleague had already unlocked his rifle holster by grabbing it with a cord; I motioned for him to remain calm as he put me face-to-face into the driver's doorway, lit my flashlight and waited until the window opened ... when that happened, I found out that who was driving the vehicle was a woman ..., beside her there was another woman - she must have been older than fifty or sixty years old but did not look like one while passing She should be in the twenty-five to thirty range. They were both without masks. "Why not, officer ... is there a problem?" asked the driver, addressing me with her alcoholic breath. -Not yet, ma'am. I replied with my usual firmness but please get out of the car and give me your license... "Wait a minute, do you know who you're talking to?" she asked me in an aggressive and threatening tone. The younger woman interrupted. Officer, I think we understand the reason for your approach... but I have a license and can drive... I could, but my companion interrupted her. -I don't want to know! ..., and you, police officer, excuse me I need to go home! <unk> resumed the driver in a clear sign of impatience. Without her being able to react, I jumped out of the door, projecting my body inward and unlocking the vehicle's doors and opening them at the same time as bringing the woman outside; she became angry and even tried to assault me. While I was examining the documentation given to me by the young woman, she remained in an aggressive posture, always calling out threats and insults which I contemplated as far as possible. Reluctantly, the woman whose name was Miriam agreed to take a passenger seat and let her young daughter Erica drive; I accompanied her to the door on the other side of the car. Before entering she turned toward me with an ill-tempered expression: "It won't be like that! -You're lucky I'm on duty. <unk>I replied, approaching her and holding her by the waist firmly <unk>Otherwise it really wouldn't be like this ..., I would show you how much a male can make you happy losing that bossy female pose! I did not wait for a counter-offensive, leaving it to return to the car where my partner was waiting. We found the patrol and in the morning we handed over the post; I had coffee at the bakery near home and unloaded on the bed, ignoring calls from girlfriend, family and friends because fatigue spoke much louder. I woke up in the middle of the afternoon with a call from my partner informing us that he changed our schedule with another team so we could do rounds during the day; I thanked the information as well as the replacement and went back to sleep. To my surprise, I got another call; and this one woke me up. It was from the battalion commander telling me to report in his office before going on duty the next morning. I said yes, knowing that it should not be a good thing; tried sleeping again but couldn't. Went out for dinner and took some time off. I was in my favorite boathouse, enjoying a delicious craft beer when I noticed a vehicle parked and out of it came an acquaintance ..., that's Erica, the daughter of the woman who had been changed last night; she approached me and asked to talk with us. Erica replied, saying that she was suspicious her mother had made some kind of complaint to my commanding officer and this could cause me functional problems, and that she would be willing to testify in my favor should the incident develop into something more compromising for my office; at that moment she handed me her card ..., Eric was a lawyer. I thanked her for her concern and told her that she had already received a notice from the command to report me on the following morning; Erica did not hide her discomfort upon learning this, but I reassured her; I kept the card telling her that if necessary I would avail myself of her loans; finally I asked what your mother was doing in life. "She is Desembargadora!" she replied with reverence. The next morning, I presented myself to the commander in his office; Colonel Matoso had known me for a long time and knew what kind of policeman I'd become over the years; nevertheless, profiled before his desk, I expected the worst, recalling the incident with "The Landing Ship". I braced myself, turned around and walked out of the room with in my mind a certainty as to who had been responsible for my transfer; though considering it an excellent opportunity there was a stone in the middle of the road..., a rock called Miriam! After presenting myself to the battalion commander, I was assigned to proceed on guard duty and escorted by judicial authorities. And those were warm days and somewhat without grace or emotion. "Good morning, Sergeant... are you enjoying your new assignment?" said Dr. Miriam as she stepped out of the officer's car with a wry smile on her face. - There's nothing to like or dislike, Your Excellency. I replied with a hint of contempt. It is a job just like any other... protecting authorities..., isn't it? "When you can, I'd like you to come into my office", she said in a more than suggestive tone. -If it's an order ..., I will be there as soon as possible! <unk> replied, without missing the opportunity to retort. - Understand as you like ..., just attend! <unk> she replied without looking at me. Shortly before lunch, I greeted the little man sitting at his desk next to the landlady's office door. "She is waiting for you!" he said in reply to my greeting. - Forgive me, Your Excellency, but I'm well on my feet. -Look..., I think we started off on the wrong foot ..., I mean, that night <unk> she said, looking at me with a softer look <unk> I considered your transfer as a way of apologizing for how rude I treated you back then... - It wasn't necessary, Your Excellency ... the lady was changed and I fulfilled my duty <unk> I answered without looking at her. At that moment, she stood up and came to me; Miriam had a languid look on her face and her body seemed to express something more insinuating. <unk>That night I was curious ..., about how it would be treated as female by an actual male ...<unk> She whispered in my ear, drawing even closer to me, felt his warm sweet breath when he said those words, which made me very excited! -I could show it to you, but I don't think this is the right place. -Take ..., this is the key of an apartment that I have <unk> she said, extending the key in my direction <unk> I'm going to leave early today..., wait for you there ... Without waiting for an answer, Miriam went back to her desk and sat down again leafing through the file that she had opened. I intended to ask what was the address of this apartment but when looking at the key, I realized there was a identification lockbox ... it's all I needed. I thanked them for their attention and said goodbye leaving the room. It was hard to hold out until the end of the day, because I only thought about one thing: fuck that hot bitch with a bad attitude! I went into the locker room, slightly groggy and crazy for changing clothes when my cell phone vibrated with a message. "Don't take off your uniform!" I picked up my things and without paying any attention to anything else, ran into the car and roamed towards the meeting; the building was discreet although it had some sumptuousness about its location. Descending from the elevator, I perceived the apartment's half-open door as a tempting invitation. Upon entering and closing it behind me, I caught sight of Miriam standing by the hallway leading to her bedroom; she was wearing very provocative red lingerie that further highlighted her whitish skin; her loose hair with its natural grey gave an even more attractive look. The woman had a fine body, with a pair of bountiful breasts that dared to leap out from the cleavage, thick thighs, wide hips which denounced a delicious butt and an adorable little belly; looking at her I felt my cock grow into his trousers, which was also perceived by her, who reacted by nibbling her lips and staring me down with greedy glances. I love men in uniform! " she said, as she walked towards me. I couldn't say a word; instead, I grabbed her by the waist and searched for her lips. There were many warm, intense kisses with tongues tearing at each other in sweet battle as my hands groped all of the judge's abused intimacy. "Oh come on, take off your clothes!" she said pleadingly as she tried to wriggle her way out of my arms and into the bedroom. You think I'm what she was complaining about, pretending to be irritated. -I'm not thinking..., you are a bitch and need to be treated as such! <unk> I replied, while boiling your poop, feeling it very moist. <unk> Didn't I tell you that you needed being treated like a female? Now you will get what you deserve! Immediately Miriam yielded completely, giving herself to me with an almost submission; I took her in my arms and we went into the room where I laid her on the bed; I undressed myself, exhibiting for his gluttonous eyes, my pulsating erection; wasted no time and fell out of mouth onto that smooth juicy little tree trunk; Miriam did not take long to mock at my mouth ..., and not once but several times. I went straight up on top of her, burying the whole dick in its tight little mouthpiece and listening to it groan horribly twitching around my pelvis and taking my first deep frenzied punches. They looked at me whimpering and sighing heavily as they took another flurry of hot jokes so full-throated that they wet my cock. In the spasm that caused my muscles to contract, I let myself be carried away by convulsive joy, ejaculating inside Miriam who writhed in pleasure at being filled with my hot fuck. Exhausted, we fell into a deep sleep; some time later I woke up with Miriam lying beside me caressing my cock staring at her. I pulled her hair and kissed us while she poked the roll that was already giving signs of another erection to come. Feeling that the roll had been put on bullet point, the bitch didn't waste any time in giving a long delicious blow job, driving me crazy from excitement. "Hmm, you know how to make a roll, motherfucker!" Soon, it was a juicy half past nine with Miriam sucking my dick and playing with my balls while I licked her hard clitoris. At one point, my tantrum re-emerged when I inadvertently began to boil the tip of his anal saddle; not hearing any complaints, I soaked my finger in the female's vagina and stuck the end into the corrugated hole as far down as possible...Miriam muttered something but pretended indifference by continuing the anal intrusion. Fuck, that's delicious you son of a bitch she babbled and swayed her ass want to fuck my arse? Little did she know that this sentence sealed the fate of her little ass! <unk>Ah, is it? Then come here you whore! Look what I'll do to you!"<unk>I said in a threatening tone while making her turn around and spread her legs, which I held up vigorously licking the tiny hole that made her blink with excitement; I salivated enough on him so he could brush my roll, also leaving the glans smeared, beating hard, pushing the gland into the small orifice. Miriam complained a little, but I knew she was enjoying it and that this wasn't her first tantrum. Little by little I began to pounce, and soon my intruder was completely buried in the ass of the woman who sighed with pleasure; the first few strokes were long and slow, but then I would punch the bitch on the backside as she moaned, gasped, and also crawled enough for orgasms to survive immediately. I did not relent and shook as much as possible, until a shiver announced that the end was near; I hated when fun came over me, making me ejaculate with pleasure, flooding the bitch's asshole with hot, slimy semen; When I pulled my stick out still half mast, I was ecstatic to see the sperm leak through the butt, flowing between the buttocks of the judge who now was my whore. We took a shower together, indulging in provocative bowel movements and suckling and fingering; we decided to sleep together that night, and neither she nor I asked any indiscreet or inconvenient or unnecessary questions because what we needed was between those walls of this apartment. In the morning after another session of 69 <unk> entitled most enjoyable, we had a quick shower and left. At the doorstep Miriam said goodbye as it turned out we couldn't get to the Forum together. "I liked it very much, did you see that asshole! Do we have a chance to do it again?" she asked without showing any anxiety. I remained silent for several minutes only to make her even more restless by imagining the impossibility of being in bed with me anymore. -If you still don't understand, I will explain it to you, little dog! <unk>I answered by squeezing her between my arms and feeling your heart beating in the chest <unk>From today onwards you are my whore! Only mine, understood? If you give a blow for someone else ..., you will take beatings and rough-and-tumble blows. Miriam's smile lit up her face; we kissed and then said good-bye..., at least for now ..., only until the next night.