WPC Silverton was in her mid twenties and pretty in a classic mould. Tall with rounded curves she was still athletically slim and professionally aloof...to the point of frigidity. It was a barmy summer's evening and she had dispensed with her hi-vis jacket and her stab vest. This left her dressed in her black patrol boots, black trousers, white short sleeved blouse (flimsy enough to make out the white bra underneath), black and white cravat and black helmet with the black and white chequered. She was dripping down the inside of her thigh. I moved my hand to gently massage her clit before I felt her tightness. To my surprize she gave my fingers a little squeeze. I looked up at her to notice that mischievous smile. She turn around to help me remove my shirt and moved her hands down my chest and abs. She fumbled with the belt before she freed me again she gave my cock a few strokes as my pants fell to the floor.I moved her to the edge of the bed and set her down. I lay her back and. The back door opens and a cat runs out followed by the lovely owner. She looks up at the sky and exhales a frustrated sigh. Her pink bathrobe ended just above her knees, her caramel legs flowing out the beneath the hem to the little black socks she wore with the ruffles on top.I stepped from the shadows and quickly approached her, “Hello Suzy,” I said gently.Startled, she jumped a little, her breath caught in her throat as she looked at me, wide eyed and unbelieving. “Not a sound,” I commanded.. ...Yes.”*SMACK*Another crack of lightning pierced the heavens and rattled the Earth.“YES WHAT?!?”“Yes Mistress!”“Mmmhmm... now show me how much you love cock, puta padre! It's time for your first feeding.”She stepped into his mouth once more, her cock head and the first half of her spit lubed member sliding into his mouth with ease. She placed her legs on either side of his body and grabbed thick tufts of his hair, giving herself maximum leverage to fuck his sissy throat.Jessica began pumping.