Jake watched her in the rearview mirror as she walked back to her patrol car, her hips swaying slightly with each step, her large ass swaying. Jake quickly opened the app again, selecting her as the target and hitting "return description" to see what the app would generate next.
The app produced a sentence: "The policewoman is about to leave."
Jake's eyes narrowed as he read the sentence, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He tapped on the word "leave" and changed it to "fuck." He confirmed the change, his heart pounding with anticipation and a mix of excitement and nervousness.
The cop stopped in her tracks, she swung around and returned to Jake. Her eyes locked onto his, and he could see the desire burning in her gaze. She walked back to his window, her steps purposeful and confident.
"Change of plans," she said, her voice a low, husky growl. "Get in the backseat."
Jake's breath hitched as he complied, climbing into the backseat of his car. She followed him, her body pressing against his as she straddled him. He could feel her large breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard and insistent through the thin fabric of her uniform shirt. She kissed him deeply, her tongue probing his mouth with a hunger that left him breathless.
She broke the kiss, her eyes locking onto his as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her ample cleavage. She pushed him back against the seat, her hands deftly unbuckling his belt and pants. He gasped as she took him in her hand, her thumb circling the sensitive tip, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his body.
She stood up slightly, giving him room to undress her. He started with her shirt, unbuttoning it completely and pushing it off her shoulders. Her large breasts were encased in a lace bra, her nipples straining against the fabric. He reached around and unhooked the bra, freeing her breasts, which spilled out, heavy and full. He cupped them in his hands, squeezing and kneading them as she moaned in pleasure.
He moved his hands to her pants, unbuttoning them and pushing them down her hips. She stepped out of them, standing in front of him in just her lace thong. He could see that the fabric was soaked, the outline of her pussy clearly visible through the thin material. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her thong and pulled it down, revealing her bushy public hair. Her pussy was wet and glistening, her lips swollen with desire. He could smell her arousal, a musky scent that drove him wild.
He pulled her down onto his lap, his cock pressing against her wet folds. He entered her with a single, powerful thrust, her wetness enveloping him, driving him to the brink of ecstasy. She moaned and screamed his name, her nails digging into his back, leaving red welts in their wake. He pounded into her, their bodies slapping together in a frenzy of passion and desire. She rode him, her hips grinding against his, taking him deeper and deeper with each stroke.
He could feel her tightening around him, her body convulsing as she climaxed, her screams of pleasure echoing through the car. He followed soon after, his body shaking as he released deep inside her, filling her with his cum.