Special Agent Stacey Matthews was searching the female toilets for Charles Bunt. He was wanted on money laundering charges and other white collar crime. Her job was to find if he was hiding out in the female latrines. Ex-US Marine Corps she had made the transfer to the FBI. She was a bisexual redhead with a light skin tone, a lanky body and small breasts. Matthews entered the female toilets and found a woman standing nude wrapped in a long strip of paper towel like a bed sheet.
Charlene was making a gamble, she had set up a small surveillance camera outside the bathroom. Seeing a woman come she had to try, her initial plan was to make loose fitting bra and panties out of the paper. But it was a long roll that she had wrapped around her body.
"Sorry officer, I lost my suitcase and then my clothes sort of just fell off. I hope you aren't uncomfortable."
"No" Matthews breathed, she felt her nipples harden against the fabric of her emerald bra.
She sense her enemy's desire and she was going to take advantage of it.
Charlene let the paper towel fall to the floor.
Matthews felt her panties become a moist towelette.
Charlene walked over to the FBI agent her tits swaying with the movement of her body, her toned thighs flexed as the muscles bunched and uncoiled.
"Why don't you make yourself a bit more comfortable."
"Stop, I-I-I'm on duty."
Charlene kissed her full on the lips until she shut up.
They stumbled into a stall where she pushed Stacey to the seat and climbed on top of her. Her legs spread wide and her tits in the FBI agent's face.
"Imagine if we get caught."
"That's what worries me."
Charlene grabbed Matthews hands and ran them over her boobies, Matthews squeezed them. Down the shape of ass. Stacey found herself squeezing the buns of this mysterious woman who came out of thin air.
Charlene unbuttoned the maroon business blouse exposing her small but perky tits encased in her bra.
"Let me do the work. You don't need your cuffs just yet."
Charlene was deliberately keeping this Special Agent under her control, she would start to grow angry and sexually violent. That was good as Charlene had set up a camera. Her hand found the damp spot of Stacey's pussy. She disappeared under the fabric like a child hiding under their mother's dress. She found the lacy green thong she wore, pulled it down and started eating the Special Agent's pussy out.
Stacey was battling her own building orgasm and the fact that a unsub was fucking seducing her!
"You have to give me your name...ah god!...you might be a suspect...ah fuck!!! Was that your tongue?"
She rubbed her arms along this suspect's she was strong gripping Stacey by her gym toned ass. A questing hand went up and unhooked her bra, gravity exposed her tits and Charlene pinched her nipple. The pain made Stacey cum even harder she gripped her Glock with her hand to stop her from screaming in pleasure. This. Must Stop.
She pulled the tanned woman to her feet.
"Listen I am a Special Agent with..."
A questing finger went into her mouth, she knew that taste. Vaginal juices, that fucking bitch was putting her own juices in her mouth.
"It's just out little secret, no one knows, no one gets hurt."
That lit her fuse.
She karate chopped this woman on the neck and wrestled her across the bathroom.
"I'll show you who the bitch is/"
"Yeah come on, do it." Charlene begged.
Stacey dragged Charlene by her hair and like an ant, lifted her off her feet and parked her nude ass on the bench between the wash basins. Charlene was excited now, her heart was beating fast. She felt fear as this FBI agent was going to have her way with her. Stacey bit into this woman's mouth, almost trying to bite her lips off. Soon Charlene felt her tits being fondled, and expertly so, by this redhead agent.
Stacey smothered this woman's tits in kisses and moved down to her pussy. So much tension was coming to the boil that she flipped both of her legs over her shoulders, exposing her pussy. At first she was going to do oral but then she remembered her finger. There was a pregnant pause as they waited for what she would do next.
"Oh!" Charlene felt it enter exposed vagina. Her just turned female anatomy responded faster than her mind could deal with. The walls of her cervix closed on the long delicate middle finger that probed her most sensitive opening. Her eyes rolled white in her head as she jerked like she was being tasered.
"Uh huh-Ooo-gawd-" gibberish poured from her zapped mind as two agents burst in, one male and another female.