The man smirked. "Well, don't you have one heel of an ego?" He chuckled. "Yeah, you tend to do that." He frowned at her request. "What would need those for - they are from outside of town..." He asked... nevertheless, he started printing the pages.
Reka's attention flicks to the waitress. "Thanks, but no. I don't like sweets." Eyes back on Sofia, she says, deadpan "That was innuendo, babe. Is my English that bad?" Then, she starts on her food, happy to have something more substantial than just soup.
"It's not ego, darling - I've just been around long enough to know my own worth." She smiles, fuelled by centuries of experience, though of course she looks like she's not yet reached the age of thirty. "Why? Because things that happen just outside town often spread into the city limits. Because a good businesswoman wants to be informed of every little detail so she's never surprised." As the reports are printed, she waits for some of the captain's colleagues to pass by, before she slides onto her knees. "Good businesswomen also reward the people who help them." Moving under his desk, out of sight of the rest of the station, she slides her hands onto his thighs, before catching his zipper with her teeth and pulling it downwards.
"Okay~ If you need anything - another serving or something to drink, just give me call~" The waitress said with strange happiness, as she made her way behind the counter. "Huh... there are still folks like that." Sofia shook her head as she turned to Reka. "Not sure really. We know each other to short for me to be sure... and you were quite extreme in... well both - night and the morning." biker said as she started eating from her plate.
The man chuckled. "Well, it's good that we understand each other." He sighted as she released his dick from the restrains of his shorts. "Otherwise I could be tempted to just cuff you and have you spend a night in the cell... in a company~"
"Hmm... And perhaps I could tell your friends about our arrangement?" She rolls her eyes, before facing his manhood. He's a simple man, with simple tastes, so she wastes little time. "Try to keep the volume down, darling." She lets her tongue trail out, licking down the underside of his cock, before coming back up to lash in circles around his glans.
The man shivered under her touch, a light moan escaping him. But he quickly shut it, as she heard a steps coming closer then farther. There was a pause, as the man seemed to be simply enjoying the ministrations of Karolina. Then, he suddenly moved - Karolina's bag landed next to her and the man leaned forward. Crack- The door of the office opened...
Karolina chuckles silently, before taking the cop's cock in her mouth, beginning to suck him off as she bobs her head back and forth, letting him feel the pleasure that centuries of practice can bring.
"Cars!" The female voice barked. "What the fuck did you do with Steven's case?" Even despite her ministrations, she could feel Piet's becoming more... stressed. It felt in Karolina's mouth, as his dick became less excited. "Boss... what are you-" "Don't even start it!" The woman interrupted him, her heels clicking closer. "You know exactly what I am talking about!" The woman seemed to be pissed.
Hmmm... Though she keeps his cock in her mouth, Karolina stops her ministrations, focusing on the shouting.
"Boss..." Piet started, his voice hard. "The guy is guilty - the evidence says it, the witness cover it and the-" "That doesn't give you a fucking right to stalk the man." The woman barked. "He was not judged guilty - all you have are circumstantial evidence and a homeless as a witness. You know how much it will be worth in curt? Nothing! The defence will rip those 'evidence' apart!" Karolina could actually hear brackets - as the woman said word evidence. "If I could just get the monitoring-" "Out of the question! Mr Stevenson made it clear he doesn't want you in his building." The woman shot Piet down. "Just because his old money's pall-" Piet started his voice strained. Clap! The desk shook as hand hit it. "Careful Piet." The woman started, her voice lower, more dangerous. "I am tolerant of you, but even my patience has border. Contiue with that thought, and I am going to transfer you to patrol guard." Karolina heard a click of heels, as the woman left - the office shook as she slammed the door.
Karolina lets her mouth leave Piet's manhood, taking a short breath, though her skill means she's not really that winded. "Wow, your boss sure likes you. Getting stonewalled by some rich idiot?"
The man growled. "If you offer no help,get back to sucking." The man barked irritated as he grabbed Karolina's hair and pulled, slamming his balls against her chin.
"Hnng!" Karolina groans as she's forced to take his cock, feeling her eyes watering as he forces his way down her throat. Still, she reacts quickly, tongue licking around his manhood, as her hands massage his swollen balls. Hmm... Impudent, but he has proven useful in the time I' ve known him. Perhaps I will offer my help.
It doesn't take long for the man to relax under Karolina's ministrations. His agressivness calmed down as he became gentler. Soon, she could feel the policeman starting to climax, his dick twitching with excitement.
Men... So simple... Karolina suppresses a chuckle, as she pulls away from his cock, her saliva dripping down his length to land on his pants. "That's right...calm yourself. As amusing as it would be to see you thrown off the force..." She lets her tongue trail teasingly across his pillar, "...You're too useful to let you throw your career away fighting the good fight." She takes his balls in her mouth, sucking and licking the needy orbs. "There are places a rich socialite can go that a police captain can't - people who will speak to her willingly when they'd call for a lawyer the moment you approached them. Give me the details of the case, and I'll see what evidence I can get you - unofficially, of course. It'll be up to you to actually seize it. There was a hotel you were trying to get into, I believe?" She takes his length back in her mouth, deep throating him until her nose rubs against his pubis, her trained muscles caressing him until he cums.
"Yeah, cause I'am useful..." The man snorted sarcastically, but there was a good humour in his voice. "Don't bother - getting evidence on that bastard is easy... the problem is I am blocked by my own boss, from taking action." He snorted. "All the political mambo-jambo and old money-" Piet grunted as he suddenly stiffened, his hot sperm hitting the back of Karolina's throat.
Karolina drinks down his cum, before licking his manhood clean and sliding it back into his pants. "Hmm..." She says, sliding out from under the desk and using a pocket mirror to fix her makeup - her mascara's running after that facefuck. "Well, in that case, I see three options: 1 - I get incontrovertible evidence, something like a recorded confession, and leak it. 2 - We find a way to make your boss cooperate, using either the carrot or the stick. 3 - We find out who exactly is helping this murderer of yours, and I go visit them to see what it would take to stop protecting him." Or I could just kill him - but that's better left unsaid. Piet's not aware of my other set of skills, and I'd prefer to keep it that way.
Piet snorted as he fixed his trousers. "Easier said than done." He grumbled as he sat down. "Help will be appreciated, but I doubt that you will manage to do anything..." He paused. "I prefer that you did not interfere with the case - might get messy in the curt." He sighted. "You don't have any blackmail on the bitch of my boss, maybe?" He asked hopefully.
"Perhaps I can meet this murderer then? Befriend him and feed you information?" She shrugs - she's offered her help, if he doesn't want to accept it, it's his business. "Unfortunately not - I've never met that...charming woman."
