Turns out what he wanted wasn’t all that different to what any of his other married brethren wanted; a tongue where he doesn’t get tongued, to cum where he doesn’t get to cum, and to have swallowed what he doesn’t get to have swallowed.
Officer (off pic): “I’m gonna go see my buddy later, if you want in?”
Motorcycle Cop: “What does he do?”
Officer: “Anything you want.”
Motorcycle Cop: “Does he swallow?
Officer: “Like a fucking pro!”
Motorcycle Cop: “I’m in.”
Yeah, he was, straight in my mouth, without even so much as a cursory nod or appreciative grunt. His expectations and sense of entitlement were about as strong as the jets of jizz he launched from his chamber. No holding back for this stud and he wasn’t apologizing for it either! And nor should he ever have to.