Derick glanced at the expression of the busty young policewoman and smiled faintly. Zelda, with her eyes blindfolded, probably had no idea how alluring her current actions were.
Her disheveled hair cascaded behind her head, her hands bound above her, almost completely exposing her upper body, fully revealing her agile and graceful physique.
Her legs were spread apart, wearing a pair of jeans that accentuated her elastic buttocks, the straight legs parted as if welcoming a man's entrance. Even though her lower body was not exposed, that posture was even more enticing than being completely naked.
Derick had already discarded his clothes, his erect penis standing tall. However, he wasn't in a hurry. He wanted this loyal policewoman to beg him to take her. He had to be patient and slowly stimulate her desires.
To conquer this resolute and strong policewoman, he had to break through her self-esteem and boundaries. He didn't believe she could maintain that dignified expression once her face flushed and waves of pleasure washed over her.
Derick lightly pressed his hand against the policewoman's soft abdomen, while the other hand repeatedly performed this action several times.
Each time, he stopped just before touching the policewoman's red nipple. At first, the policewoman followed his movements, going from relaxation to tension, and then back to relaxation.
The policewoman gradually felt the warmth emanating from the palm rubbing against her abdomen, penetrating her tender flesh, reaching her sacred womb where life was nurtured. It seemed like her lower body's sensitivity was awakening...
As for her breasts, that damn finger repeatedly teased her sensitive areas before giving up. At first, the policewoman sighed with relief, but after several times, she began to feel uneasy. Her sensitive nipples seemed to itch a bit, longing for that damn finger to scratch them, but it always fell just short...
A blush appeared on the policewoman's face, her teeth clenched her lower lip, displaying a sense of shame and discomfort. She had always been the one binding criminals, never expecting that one day she would be treated like this.
"No, I must endure... it's simply too shameful," Zelda repeatedly admonished herself, resolutely refusing to reveal her weak and despicable side in front of Derick.
However, her sensitive yet honest body didn't listen to her. The policewoman's breathing became rapid as the man's fingers neared her breasts. Blindfolded, she instinctively started squirming, trying to evade Derick's claw-like attacks.
Derick, of course, had no intention of granting her wish. On one hand, he continued his "circle drawing" business, and on the other hand, the hand that was initially pressing on the policewoman's abdomen slowly slid downward.
Zelda initially felt relief as the sensitive area on her chest wasn't being attacked, but to her surprise, the man's hand shifted to an even more dangerous target. This fluctuation of emotions made her incredibly uncomfortable.
The beautiful policewoman felt the warmth that had gathered in her abdomen gradually descend, slowly reaching the area between her legs...
The agile fingers lightly traced along her flesh through the denim fabric, seemingly taking away her strength and reason, bit by bit.
"Tsk tsk, what a perfect curve..." Derick teased, admiring the policewoman's fit and well-shaped buttocks, sculpted from regular exercise and accentuated by the tight jeans. They were irresistible to the touch.
Soon... The simultaneous teasing of her chest and intimate area by this subtle but relentless assault brought the policewoman the most exquisite sensation.
It was an itch, a tingling sensation all over her body. Zelda desperately tried to avoid it, but she realized there was no escape from her bindings. It was simply too embarrassing.
Her sensitive nipples were already swollen and erect, and her sweet entrance was also becoming itchy... The touch that would relieve the itch was right before her eyes, but it remained elusive!
The policewoman's body undulated with Derick's movements, her stubborn lips holding on desperately, attempting to delay the moment of surrender. However, the man would not give her such an opportunity.
What Zelda didn't know was that the more tense she became, the more sensitive her body was to touch. When the beautiful policewoman reached the pinnacle of humiliation and nervousness, Derick reached out, accurately pinching the already full and erect pink nipple!
The policewoman, who had persisted all along, suddenly had her nipple pinched, and the anticipated touch finally arrived.
Overwhelmed by the sudden stimulation, her tense body suddenly relaxed, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan, a tender sound that resembled coaxing a boyfriend.
Derick sneered. From that moment, he gradually increased the intensity of his assault on her chest, firmly gripping and kneading the massive breast with his palm.
However, when it came to the sensitivity of the nipple, he still allowed some respite before bestowing the "pinch" as a benevolent favor. Once the beautiful policewoman tasted the sweetness, it was difficult for her to remain silent.
Zelda's voice gradually became louder... at first, it was a soft panting, but later it turned into uncontrollable moans. The fluids from her honeyed passage began to flow, wetting her jeans... Her waist swayed slowly in response to the man's advances.
"So, our strong policewoman can be this lascivious when played with by a man..." Derick teased, leaning in close to Zelda's ear.
"No... don't..." Zelda suddenly became nervous. Her desire-clouded mind regained some clarity, and she noticed the unusual sensation in her lower region. Her sweet nectar was flowing out, creating waves of stickiness and moisture.
"Is that so? Then taste this and see what it is," Derick didn't argue with her. Instead, he brought his sticky fingers close to Zelda's mouth, urging her to taste it.
"Ah... no, get away, go away!" Zelda realized what it was and refused to taste what had flowed from her own body. She would rather die.
Observing her reaction, Derick swiftly cupped the beautiful policewoman's head and kissed her deeply.
Zelda, caught off guard, initially thought it was his fingers entering her mouth and instinctively tried to bite, but she was abruptly pinched on the nipple, causing her to release her grip. Seizing the opportunity, Derick slipped his tongue inside her mouth.
"Ugh..." It felt strange. This was something entirely different—a soft, sweet taste. Perplexed, Zelda paused for a moment. It didn't feel like a finger, nor did she taste her own fluids.
Meanwhile, Derick didn't waste any time. Instead, he slowly removed Zelda's jeans. They were tight and a bit difficult to take off, but fortunately, the man's intelligence at this moment was comparable to Einstein's. In just a few moves, he completely stripped the clothing from her lower body.
By the time Zelda regained her senses from Derick's passionate kiss, she was practically naked. Only her upper garment remained, though the buttons were undone, exposing her flawless, large breasts. Her two bra cups had been sliced open, revealing perfect and faultless breasts.
As the heated kiss ended, the policewoman's clothes were torn away, leaving her most sensitive area completely exposed. The swollen clitoris, nestled within the folds of her meaty pussy, emerged from between the plump labia. This was the next target of attack.
"I never expected our beautiful policewoman to not only possess these perfect big breasts but also such a succulent bun-like pussy. It's as if you were created solely for men. No wonder you're so lascivious," Derick remarked.
Zelda understood what Derick was doing. He was using vulgar and lewd words to tease and stimulate her body, aiming to make her submit to him. However, that pleasure was indeed undeniable and hard to resist.
"Is that all you've got?" Zelda coldly sneered, pretending to remain calm. She knew she couldn't show any weakness at this moment, or else she might truly be unable to resist.
Derick paused for a moment, surprised that Zelda could still maintain her composure and inner strength. It made him look at her in a new light.
However, the more difficult a spirited horse was to tame, the more satisfying it would be once conquered. He laughed heartily. "Then just wait and see."
With that, he withdrew his hands from Zelda's body. The policewoman, who had been subjected to his teasing, suddenly felt the absence of the man's touch. Her body felt empty, yet an intense desire surged within her...